Quotes About Farce

Le seul charme du passé, c'est qu'il est le passé. Mais les femmes ne savent jamais quand le rideau est tombé. Elles veulent toujours un sixième acte. C'est quand l'intérêt de la pièce est épuisé qu'elles demandent le plus fort qu'on la prolonge. Si on les écoutait, toute comédie aurait un dénouement tragique, et toute tragédie s'achèverait en farce.

Planting his foot firmly on a golf-ball which the Hon. Freddie Threepwood, who had been practising putting in the corridor before retiring to bed, had left in his casual fashion just where the steps began, he took the entire staircase in one majestic, volplaning sweep. There were eleven stairs in all separating his landing from the landing below, and the only ones he hit were the third and tenth.

Oh, i can deal with the tragedy, it's the farce I can't handle.

I recognised uneasily the hand of what I sometimes thought to be my personal nemesis, the spirit of farce.

What is like chemistry? Well. Life. It's an outrageous farce, Oliver, with an incompetent producer...

After a tragedy, a farce. Philosophy enters into her power, and the earth returns under one's feet.

We have it on good authority that they might disguise it as a double entendre in a bedroom farce and deliver it up the rear entrance at Comedy.

The only impossible revolution, says Ceronetti in substance, one that is even inconceivable to reason, would be the revolution against machines- and this impossibility turns all other revolutions into a schizophrenic farce.

I always try to keep in mind that while the characters in a farce may find themselves in outrageous dilemmas, and may behave in a way that the audience finds amusing, the characters themselves don't have the consolation of knowing they're in a comedy.

All of Creation's a farce. Man was born as a joke. In his head his reason is buffeted Like wind-blown smoke. Life is a game. Everyone ridicules everyone else. But he who has the last laugh Laughs longest.

If the media is a farce, why should you be the only one stuck with rules and restrictions?

The crowd-pleasing, pilfered genre had mated with democracy and produced a seemingly invincible bastard: government by force of farce.

And now she's right where she wants to be, Lucy thought with a stab of fury. How easily men were taken in by women! A few tears, some sweet Southern helplessness. Oh,it must have been ridiculously easy for Raine.And here she, Lucy, was, harboring the woman under her own roof! It had the makings of a fine farce.

if history had never happened, neither as farce nor as tragedy, if the serpent of language had not bitten me, if I had never been born, if my mother was never cleft, if you needed no more revisions, and if I saw no more of these visions, please, could you please just let me sleep?

First you make a farce of suicide, now again you make a farce of life." "I don't know any other way to do it, Mother. Leave me be. Shut up. You don't exist. There are no ghosts." "Wrong. There are only ghosts.

One of the great problems of philosophy, is the relationship between the realm of knowledge and the realm of values. Knowledge is what is; values are what ought to be. I would say that all traditional philosophies up to and including Marxism have tried to derive the 'ought' from the 'is.' My point of view is that this is impossible, this is a farce.

Dinner at the Huntercombes possessed only two dramatic features: the wine was a farce and the food a tragedy

As Karl Marx once noted: ' Hegel remarks somewhere that all great, world-historical facts and personages occur, as it were, twice. He forgot to add: the first time as tragedy, the second as farce.' William Jennings Bryan and the Scopes trial was a tragedy. The creationists and intelligent design theorists are a farce.

Being cast out of society early on made you see civilization for the farce it was, a theater of cruelty you were free to drop out of. Instead of playing along you became a fuckup. It was a political statement and a survival skill.

Life is pure farce from beginning to end, with a little black comedy thrown in for shade. If it was anything else, mankind would have stuck his collective head in the gas oyen years ago. No one could tolerate seventy years of tragedy. When I die - probably of cancer - Jane has prornised to put on my tombstone: "Here lies Anne Cattrell who laughed her way through it. The joke was on her but at least she knew it." (The Ice House)

A man crushed by reality puts on a show of endurance. If that's beyond your comprehension, dear reader, then you and I will never understand each other. Life's a farce, so we might as well make it a good one. But real life is a realm that I may never reach. The best that I can hope for is to loiter in the memory of these four days, so steeped with empathy. Four days that count more than five or ten years of my life. Four days that count more than a lifetime.

Trust is contingent on the evidence which one party provides the others of his true, concrete intentions; it cannot exist if that party's words do not coincide with their actions. To say one thing and do another—to take one's own word lightly—cannot inspire trust. To glorify democracy and to silence the people is a farce; to discourse on humanism and to negate people is a lie.

To glorify democracy and to silence the people is a farce; to discourse on humanism and to negate people is a lie.