Maxioms by Jean Anouilh
Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy /common clay, if you like /eating, 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.
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
Inspiration is a farce that poets have invented to give themselves importance.
Inspiration is a farce that poets have invented to give themselves importance.
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.
A good actor must never be in love with anyone but himself.
A good actor must never be in love with anyone but himself.