Schoenberg is too melodious for me, too sweet..

The storm that bends the birch trees Is held to be violent But how about the storm That bends the backs of the roadworkers?.

Their peace and their war Are like wind and storm. War grows from their peace..

Literary works cannot be taken over like factories, or literary forms of expression like industrial methods. Realist writing, of which history offers….

I don't trust him. We're friends..

It's never too late for those whose time has come..

Who struggles can fail. Who doesn't struggle has already failed!.

Little changes are the enemies of great changes..

I'm in good form, taking no interest in things, neglecting clothes, meals, company, and feeling calm and stable as I write..

People remain what they are even if their faces fall apart..

It is not enough to demand insight and informative images of reality from the theater. Our theater must stimulate a desire for understanding, a delig….

We need a type of theatre which not only releases the feelings, insights and impulses possible within the particular historical field of human relati….

The finest plans have always been spoiled by the littleness of them that should carry them out. Even emperors can't do it all by themselves..

Only bad generals need heroes..

You can make a fresh start with your final breath..

For the task assigned them Men aren't smart enough or sly Any rogue can blind them With a clever lie..

I was called up in the war and sent to a hospital. I dressed wounds, applied iodine, gave enemas, did blood transfusions. If the doctor ordered: "Bre….

Reality changes; in order to represent it, modes of representation must change..

When you name yourself, you always name another..

General, your tank is a powerful vehicle It smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men. But it has one defect: It needs a driver. General, your b….

When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain ….