War is like love, it always finds a way.
Unhappy the land that is in need of heroes.
All artforms are in the service of the greatest of all arts: the art of living.
Something ignoble, loathsome, undignified attends all associations between people and has been transferred to all objects, dwelling, tools, even the landscape itself.
Erst kommt das Fressen, dann kommt die Moral.
Sin is what is new, strong, surprising, strange. The theatre must take an interest in sin if the young are to be able to go there.
It is easier to rob by setting up a bank than by holding up a bank clerk.
Society cannot share a common communication system so long as it is split into warring factions.
The war which is coming Is not the first one. There were Other wars before it. When the last one came to an end There were conquerors and conquered. Among the conquered the common people Starved. Among the conquerors The common people starved too.
On thinking about Hell, I gather My brother Shelley found it was a place Much like the city of London. I Who live in Los Angeles and not in London Find, on thinking about Hell, that it must be Still more like Los Angeles.
To those who do not know the world is on fire, I have nothing to say.
What is the robbing of a bank compared to the founding of a bank?
The rain Never falls upwards. When the wound Stops hurting What hurts is The scar.
Would it not be simpler If the Government Dissolved the people And elected another?
Don’t tell me peace has broken out.
From the cradle to the coffin underwear comes first.
None will improve your lot If you yourself do not.
What kind of times are they, when A talk about trees is almost a crime Because it implies silence about so many horrors?
In the dark times Will there also be singing? Yes, there will also be singing. About the dark times.
Why be a man when you can be a success?