Jean Anouilh

Inspiration is a farce that poets have invented to give themselves importance.

Inspiration is a farce that poets have invented to give themselves importance.

Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like read more

Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like -- eating, breeding, working, counting their pennies; people who just live; ordinary people; people you can't imagine dead. And then there are the others -- the noble ones, the heroes. The ones you can quite well imagine lying shot, pale and tragic; one minute triumphant with a guard of honor, and the next being marched away between two gendarmes.

Our entire life - consists ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are.

Our entire life - consists ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are.

What you get free costs too much.

What you get free costs too much.

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.