What rapture, oh, it is to know A good thing when you see it And having seen a good thing, oh, What rapture 'tis to flee it.
Bertolt BrechtThe first time it was reported that our friends were being butchered there was a cry of horror. Then a hundred were butchered. But when a thousand were butchered and there was no end to the butchery, a blanket of silence spread. When evil-doing comes like falling rain, nobody calls out "stop!" 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 in summer.
Bertolt BrechtThough the rich of this earth find no difficulty in creating misery, they can't bear to see it.
Bertolt BrechtSin 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.
Bertolt Brecht