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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

Art is not a mirror held up to reality but a hammer with which to shape it.
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Art Mirror Reality
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
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
Poverty makes you wise but it’s a curse.
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Curse Poverty Wise
Who fights may lose, but who does not fight has lost already.
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Already Fighting May
We often do not know ourselves the grounds On which we act, though plain to others.
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Ground Knows Others Ourselves
People cannot remain good unless good is expected of them.
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Expected Good People Remain
As regards obstacles, the shortest distance between two points can be a curve.
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Curves Distance Two
Whenever there are great virtues, it’s a sure sign something’s wrong.
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Great Something Virtue Wrong
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
Writers can’t write as fast as governments make wars; because to write demands thinking.
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Thinking War Writing
People who understand everything get no stories.
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People Stories Understand
It is not enough to demand insight and informative images of reality from the theater. Our theater must stimulate a desire for understanding, a delight in changing reality.
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Desire Reality Understanding
Come in, dear wind, and be our guest You too have neither home nor rest.
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Guest Home Wind
Do not fear death so much but rather the inadequate life.
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Death Fear Life
If you join the rat race — you’re in the race of rats.
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Join Race Rat

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