Maxioms by Jean Anouilh
It is restful, tragedy, because one knows that there is no more lousy hope left. You know you're caught, caught read more
It is restful, tragedy, because one knows that there is no more lousy hope left. You know you're caught, caught at last like a rat with all the world on its back. And the only thing left to do is shout -- not moan, or complain, but yell out at the top of your voice whatever it was you had to say. What you've never said before. What perhaps you don't even know till now.
What fun it would be to be poor, as long as one was excessively poor! Anything in excess is most read more
What fun it would be to be poor, as long as one was excessively poor! Anything in excess is most exhilarating
Until the day of his death, no man can be sure of his courage.
Until the day of his death, no man can be sure of his courage.
What you get free costs too much.
What you get free costs too much.
Our entire life - consists ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are.
Our entire life - consists ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are.
