Peace was declared, but not all of us were drunk with joy or stricken blind. George Grosz blinddeclaredrink Change image and share on social
I had grown up in a humanist atmosphere, and war to me was never anything but horror, mutilation and senseless destruction, and I knew that many great and wise people felt the same way about it. George Grosz atmospheredestructionfelt Change image and share on social
It's an old ploy of the bourgeoisie. They keep a standing 'art' to defend their collapsing culture. George Grosz artbourgeoisiecollapse Change image and share on social
In the end, they pardoned me and packed me off to a home for the shell-shocked. Shortly before the end of the war, I was discharged a second time, once again with the observation that I was subject to recall at any time. George Grosz dischargeendhome share on social
What can I say about the First World War, a war in which I served as an infantryman, a war I hated at the start and to which I never warmed as it proceeded? George Grosz hateinfantrymanproceed Change image and share on social
The cult of individuality and personality, which promotes painters and poets only to promote itself, is really a business. The greater the 'genius' of the personage, the greater the profit. George Grosz businesscultgenius Change image and share on social
In 1916 I was discharged from military service, or rather, given a sort of leave of absence on the understanding that I might be recalled within a few months. And so I was a free man, at least for a while. George Grosz absencedischargefree share on social
Very little changed fundamentally, except that the proud German soldier had turned into a defeated bundle of misery and the great German army had disintegrated. George Grosz armybundlechange Change image and share on social
I don't even like to talk about it. I hated being a number and not merely because I was a very small one. I let them bellow at me for just as long as it took me to find enough pluck to bellow back at them. George Grosz backbellowfind share on social
I thought the war would never end. And perhaps it never did, either. George Grosz endthinkwar Change image and share on social
