Love is the desire to give, not to receive, something. Love is the art of producing something with the other's talents. — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
The shrill voices of those who give orders Are full of fear like the squeakings of Piglets awaiting the butcher's knife, as… — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
A man who sees another man on the street corner with only a stump for an arm will be so shocked the… — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
Their peace and their war Are like wind and storm. War grows from their peace. — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
Some party hack decreed that the people had lost the government's confidence and could only regain it with redoubled effort. If that is the… — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
Art is not a mirror held up to reality but a hammer with which to shape it. — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
Go make yourself a plan And be a shining light. Then make yourself a second plan, For neither will come right. — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
There are some with brains and some without. It makes for a better division of labour. — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
“In my poetry a rhyme Would seem to me almost insolent. Inside me contend Delight at the apple tree in blossom And horror at… — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
“The law was made for one thing alone,for the exploitation of those who don't understand it, or are prevented by naked misery from obeying… — Bertolt Brecht Copy Share Image
