Life is a child playing round your feet, a tool you hold firmly in your grip, a bench you sit down upon in the evening, in your garden. Jean Anouilh More Quotes by Jean Anouilh More Quotes From Jean Anouilh Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. Jean Anouilh love relationship giving God is on everyone's side... and in the last analysis, he is on the side with plenty of money and large armies. Jean Anouilh analysis army peace Poor little men, poor little cocks! As soon as they're old enough, they swell their plumage to be conquerors. If they only knew that it's enough to be just a little bit wounded and sad in order to obtain everything without fighting for it. Jean Anouilh fighting men order Our entire life, with our fine moral code and our precious freedom, consists ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are. Jean Anouilh being-yourself acceptance life Life isn't what you think it is. It's like water, and the young let it trickle away between their fingers without even noticing. Cup your hands, keep it safe. Life eventually becomes something else, something hard, something simple, something you can hold in your hand and nibble on contentedly as you sit in the sun. Jean Anouilh simple life thinking All prisons are brimming over with innocence. It is those who cram their fellows into them, in the name of empty ideas, who are the only guilty ones. Jean Anouilh innocence names ideas Nobody has a more sacred obligation to obey the law than those who make the law. Jean Anouilh carpe-diem political law What you get free costs too much. Jean Anouilh cost success life The object of art is to give life shape. Jean Anouilh shapes giving art However tight I shut my eyes, there will always be a stray dog somewhere in the world who'll stop me being happy. Jean Anouilh eye dog world Men create real miracles when they use their God-given courage and intelligence. Jean Anouilh creativity real men A good actor must never be in love with anyone but himself. Jean Anouilh good-actors actors Things are beautiful if you love them. Jean Anouilh beautiful beauty love An ugly sight, a man who is afraid. Jean Anouilh sight fear men To say yes, you have to sweat and roll up your sleeves and plunge both hands into life up to the elbows. It is easy to say no, even if saying no means death. Jean Anouilh life mean hands Inspiration is a farce that poets have invented to give themselves importance. Jean Anouilh fake-people inspiration giving I like reality. It tastes like bread. Jean Anouilh taste bread reality Propaganda is a soft weapon; hold it in your hands too long, and it will move about like a snake, and strike the other way. Jean Anouilh snakes hands moving Some men like to make a little garden out of life and walk down a path Jean Anouilh garden littles men Tragedy is restful: and the reason is that hope, that foul, deceitful thing, has no part in it. Jean Anouilh hype deceit tragedy
