Author: Bertolt Brecht

On my wall hangs a Japanese carving, The mask of an evil demon, decorated with gold lacquer. Sympathetically I observe […]

Who built Thebes of the seven gates? In the books you will find the names of kings. Did the kings […]

[Original] Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt, ma soeur Als wie ich fortging von dir in jenem Abendrot. Der […]

Morgens und abends zu lesen Der, den ich liebe Hat mir gesagt DaЯ er mich braucht. Darum Gebe ich auf […]

The industrialist is having his aeroplane serviced. The priest is wondering what he said in his sermon eight weeks ago […]

I never loved you more, ma soeur Than as I walked away from you that evening. The forest swallowed me, […]

After the wailing had already begun Along the walls, their ruin certain, The Trojans fidgeted with bits of wood In […]

[original] Anmut sparet nicht noch Mьhe Leidenschaft nicht noch Verstand DaЯ ein gutes Deutschland blьhe Wie ein andres gutes Land […]

The critical attitude Strikes many people as unfruitful That is because they find the state Impervious to their criticism But […]

You saw sagacious Solomon You know what came of him, To him complexities seemed plain. He cursed the hour that […]