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The storm that bends the birch trees Is held to be violent But how about the storm That bends the backs of the roadworkers?

Bertolt Brecht

When the wound/ No longer hurts/ The scar does.
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Doe Hurt Scar
If you fight you might lose, if you don’t you have already lost.
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Fighting Lost
Realist writing, of which history offers many widely varying examples, is likewise conditioned by the question of how, when and for what class it is made use of.
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Condition Example Made Realist
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
General, your tank is a powerful vehicle It smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men. But it has one defect: It needs a driver.
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Crush Men Powerful
Firebugs dragging their gasoline bottles are approaching the Academy of Arts, with a grin. And so, instead of embracing them, let us demand the freedom of the elbow to knock the bottles out of their filthy hands.
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Art Embrace Hands War
The storm that bends the birch trees Is held to be violent But how about the storm That bends the backs of the roadworkers?
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Storm Tree Violent
Who built the seven gates of Thebes? In the books are listed the names of kings. Did the kings heave up the building blocks?
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Block Book Kings
You can make a fresh start with your final breath.
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Breaths Finals Fresh Start
You have to attack once the truth is too weak to defend itself.
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Defend Truth Weak
Don’t tell me peace has broken out.
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Broken Out Peace
Don’t accept the habitual as a natural thing. In times of disorder, of organized confusion, of de-humanized humanity, nothing should seem natural. Nothing should seem impossible to change.
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Confusion Humanity Impossible
The shrill voices of those who give orders Are full of fear like the squeakings of Piglets awaiting the butcher’s knife, as their fat arses Sweat with anxiety in their office chairs…. Fear rules not only those who are ruled, but The rulers too.
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Knives Order Sweat
War is like love, it always finds a way.
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Life Love Military
One cannot be arraigned for declaring a war, which every ruler has to do once in a while, but only for running a war badly.
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Declaring Running War
I am a playwright. I show What I have seen. In the man markets I have seen how men are traded. That I show, I, the playwright.
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Men Show Traded

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