Even hatred of vileness Distorts a mans features.
War is like love, it always finds a way.
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.
For art to be 'unpolitical' means only to ally itself with the 'ruling' group.
A theater without beer is just a museum
Do not fear death so much but rather the inadequate life.