With a German newspaper article one has to ask: “What does he hide?” And “Who knocked on his shoulder for it?”
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A reader has a good thing: he can choose his writers.
Bert Brecht found a nice shoot: to read the little multiplication table in worn singing singing, as if it were the upanism. Colonal banalities say: that brings many influx.
There was once a contract between a film company and an author who was fulfilled decent and clean by society. That was shortly before the invention of photography.
With a French newspaper article, you always have to ask yourself: “What does the man want?” And: “Who paid him for it?” At a German newspaper article, you have to ask yourself: “What does he hide?” And “Who knocked on his shoulder for this?”
You don’t have to say anything bad about a person. You can do it to him – he doesn’t take that so badly. But don’t tell him. It is primarily vain, and then sensitive to pain.
Nothing more contemptuous than when literary literates call literary.
Don’t let any specialist to tell you: “Dear friend, I’ve been doing it that way for twenty years!” You can also go wrong for twenty years.
You shouldn’t believe how well you can do 2500 without the inventions of the year!
In Spain they founded an animal protection association, which needed money. Then he organized a big bull fight for his health insurers.
From a purely hippological point of view, he fell from the horse.
Christianity is a huge power. For example, that Protestant missionaries from Asia come back home unknown – that is a great achievement.
An employee of this leaves once had a strange dream. He dreamed that he had to do his Abitur again, and the topic on the German essay was: “Goethe as such”.
Do you get a letter that bitterly bitter you? Answer him immediately. In the first anger. And that leave it for three days. And then write your answer again.
“What do you think of! I have to take care of a tapeworm and three underage children! “
The pessimist. “So one day I will die. Of course – that can only happen to me! “
Every historical novel conveys an excellent picture of the author’s era.
People always tell themselves so much about organization (that is, “Orrnisation”). I don’t find it so miraculous with the Orrnisation. Rather, it seems significant for this gem that most people always do two things at the same time. When someone speaks to you, he signs letters. When he signs letters, he calls. While he is on the phone, he conducts a fuel group with his left foot (otherwise these directives cannot be explained). Everyone has fifty -four offices. “You don’t believe what I have to do!” – I don’t think so either. Because what you do formally, no one can really do. It’s all facade and stupid stuff and a kind of play of life, just as children play merchant shops. They bathe in the forms of technology, it makes them fun to say everything; It has little to mean. They let the word “in terms of company” melt on their tongue, like their grandparents the word “nightingale”. The few reasonable people who do one thing after the other in peace, only one at the same time, have a lot of success. As I have read, this is done especially in America. With us you invented a new type: the fidgeting nothing tuer.
Summer with Tucholsky
Summer, how does that work? Lusting, deck chair, and a slight concern before autumn … Can you capture the sun in newspaper texts? Kurt Tucholsky (1890-1935) could. Some of its most beautiful, evergreen articles accompany us through the summer of 2025.
If the machines that people have invented over time, now also worked: What a pleasant life that would be!
Boring is not serious yet.
Every glorification of a person who has been killed in the war means three dead in the next war.
Don’t expect anything. Today: This is your life.
He bought a dog whip and a small associated dog.
The employee lives from his meager salary and from the conviction that is not to be shocked by anything that could not be done in the company without him.
Love is when she gets your crumbs out of bed.
The most beautiful moment of the day is where you crawl out under the shower in the morning and drip the water from you. What is still coming is actually not good anymore.
The stupid view of Ernst Jüngers, the struggle is the primary, the real thing to live alone, stands at a similar level as that of a false peace friend who loathes every fight and opted for chamomile tea. Neither eternal struggle is desirable nor eternal peace. Only war … this is one of the stupidest forms of struggle because it is led by a rather imperfect institution and for them.
Always combine the concept of eroticism with the naked body: This is about as intelligent as always thinking about food. You don’t just eat your mouth; One also speaks to the mouth. You breathe through the bare skin.
The selected “snippets” appeared in the “Weltbühne” in 1931 and 1932.