Those against politics are in favor of the politics inflicted upon them.

Art is not a mirror held up to reality but a hammer with which to shape it.

He who fights, can lose. He who doesn't fight, has already lost.

Don't expect the theatre to satisfy the habits of its audience, but to change them.

Everyone chases after happiness, not noticing that happiness is right at their heels.

Bank robbery is an initiative of amateurs. True professionals establish a bank.

Who does Not Know the Truth, is simply a Fool... Yet who Knows the Truth and Calls it a Lie, is a Criminal.

Love is also like a coconut which is good while it is fresh, but you have to spit it out when the juice is gone, what's left tastes bitter.

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

Don't be afraid of death so much as an inadequate life.

Would it not be simpler If the Government dissolved the people and elected another?

Indeed it is generally the case that men are readier to call rogues clever than simpletons honest, and are ashamed of being the second as they are proud of being the first.

Women are oppressed in the east, in the west, in the south, in the north. Women are oppressed inside, outside home, a woman is oppressed in religion, she is oppressed outside religion.

Of all the things God created, I am often most grateful He created laughter.

It was not long before English Law took the one step needed to produce the modern scheme of legal remedies. And when it did, it used the Writ of Trespass as the starting point.

Be friendly but not chummy with your lawyers.

Six weeks with a fever is an eternity.

We really must keep under control, and pretty strict control, the area within which 'The Man in Whitehall' knows best.

I want to live," he said, "So I have to die.

I'm a morning person, which is a hideous thing to be. No one likes morning people, not even other morning people.

As the days grow short, some faces grow long. But not mine. Every autumn, when the wind turns cold and darkness comes early, I am suddenly happy. It's time to start making soup again.