Top 81 Quotes & Sayings by Jean Anouilh - Page 2

God! Is there anything uglier than a frightened man!

We have found other terms far less vague than the old ones to designate the same complaints. It's a great advance linguistically.

In your efforts to dazzle us your reasoning has gone awry. You know very well that love is, above all, the gift of oneself.

In matters of money there's no such thing as enough.

A happy love is full of quarrels, you know.

What fun it would be to be poor, as long as one was excessively poor! Anything in excess is most exhilarating

Inspiration? - a hoax fabricated by poets for their self-importance.

Don't make the mistake of believing it's enough to reproduce the realities of life.... The object of art is to give life a shape, and to do it by every conceivable artifice.

Tragedy is clean, it is restful, it is flawless.

All children are sweet at five. But at twelve they begin to get silly.

Until the day of his death no man can be sure of his courage.

One can make one's life a complete misery, worrying about burglaries and shipwrecks, but ask anyone, anyone you know ... earth-shattering disasters and fabulous inheritances all seems to take place exclusively in the newspapers.

It takes a certain courage and a certain greatness even to be truly base.

Chacun de nous a un jour, plus ou moins triste, plus ou moins lointain, o u' il doit enfin accepter d'e" tre un homme. There will come a day for each of us, more or less sad, more or less distant, whenwe must accept the condition of being human.

Saintliness is also a temptation.

Beauty, real beauty, is something very grave. If there is a God, He must be partly that.

Life is very nice, but it has no shape. The object of art is actually to give it some and to do it by every artifice possible-truer than the truth.

Je sais de quelles petitesses meurent les plus grandes amours. I know how pettiness ruins the greatest loves.

Il y aura toujours un chien perdu quelque part qui m'empe" chera d'e" tre heureux. There will always be a lost dog somewhere that will prevent me being happy.

One can be a patriot, you know, without making one's wife join the breadline.

Obligations, hatreds, injuries; what did I expect my memories to be? I was forgetting remorse. Now I have a complete past.