Tragedy is restful: and the reason is that hope, that foul, deceitful thing, has no part in it. Jean Anouilh More Quotes by Jean Anouilh More Quotes From Jean Anouilh Life has a way of setting things in order and leaving them be. Very tidy, is life. Jean Anouilh leaving order way When you are forty, half of you belongs to the past... And when you are seventy, nearly all of you. Jean Anouilh half age past A happy love is full of quarrels, you know. Jean Anouilh happy-love quarrels love-is The only immorality is not to do what one has to do when one has to do it. Jean Anouilh immorality morality 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 Jean Anouilh race hero lying Nothing is irreparable in politics. Jean Anouilh irreparable politician politics Beauty is one of the rare things that do not lead to doubt of God. Jean Anouilh autumn god beauty Believe me; all evil comes from the old. They grow fat on ideas and young men die of them. Jean Anouilh men believe ideas Each of us has a day .. when he has to accept, finally, the fact that he is a man. Jean Anouilh acceptance men facts Until the day of his death no man can be sure of his courage. Jean Anouilh funeral courage men Obligations, hatreds, injuries; what did I expect my memories to be? I was forgetting remorse. Now I have a complete past. Jean Anouilh hatred memories past My wife was an opera singer, you know. She bellowed her way through Wagner as a Valkyrie. I married her and made her give up the theatre, to my eternal cost. She was to go on acting for myself alone. A performance at his own expense, lasting for more than twenty years, tends to wear out your spectator. Jean Anouilh giving-up wife years All children are sweet at five. But at twelve they begin to get silly. Jean Anouilh silly sweet children Je sais de quelles petitesses meurent les plus grandes amours. I know how pettiness ruins the greatest loves. Jean Anouilh greatest-love ruins plus 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. Jean Anouilh auras dog lost Rien n'est vrai que ce qu'on ne dit pas. Nothing is true except that which is unsaid. Jean Anouilh unsaid Tragedy is clean, it is restful, it is flawless. Jean Anouilh flawless clean tragedy There will always be a lost dog somewhere that will keep me from being happy. Jean Anouilh lost-dog dog lost 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. Jean Anouilh nice giving art 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. Jean Anouilh plus being-human accepting
