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Art is not a mirror held up to reality but a hammer with which to shape it.

Bertolt Brecht

We often do not know ourselves the grounds On which we act, though plain to others.
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Ground Knows Others Ourselves
Love is also like a coconut which is good while it is fresh, but you have to spit it out when the juice is gone, what’s left tastes bitter.
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Gone Love Sad Taste
When evil-doing comes like falling rain, nobody calls out “stop!” When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer.
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Become Doing Evil Invisible Suffering
If you wan to steal money, don’t rob a bank – open one.
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Money One Open Stealing
It was never decreed that a god mustn’t pay hotel bills.
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Bills Hotel Pay
People who fight may lose. People who do not fight have already lost.
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Fighting May People
War is like love, it always finds a way.
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Life Love Military
There are times when you have to choose between being human and having good taste.
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Being Good Human Nature Taste
Reality changes; in order to represent it, modes of representation must change.
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Order Reality Representation
Do not fear death so much but rather the inadequate life.
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Death Fear Life
When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer.
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Fall Rain Summer
A man who sees another man on the street corner with only a stump for an arm will be so shocked the first time he’ll give him sixpence. But the second time it’ll only be a three penny bit. And if he sees him a third time, he’ll have him cold-bloodedly handed over to the police.
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Giving Men Police Six Street Time
I Who live in Los Angeles and not in London Find, on thinking about Hell, that it must be Still more like Los Angeles.
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About Country Live Place
It’s never too late for those whose time has come.
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Come Late never Too
Who has good luck is good, Who has bad luck is bad.
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Bad Good Luck
When the leaders speak of peace, the common folk know war is coming.
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Common Folk Leader War

Art is not a mirror held up to reality but a hammer with which to shape it.

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