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What’s breaking into a bank compared with founding a bank?

Bertolt Brecht

When the leaders speak of peace, the common folk know war is coming.
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Common Folk Leader War
First the grub, then the morals.
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Firsts Miscellaneous Moral
War is like love, it always finds a way.
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Life Love Military
In the contradiction lies the hope.
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Contradiction Hope Lying
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
Those who take the most from the table, teach contentment. Those for whom the taxes are destined, demand sacrifice. Those who eat their fill, speak to the hungry, of wonderful times to come. Those who lead the country into the abyss, call ruling difficult, for ordinary folk.
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Contentment Country Sacrifice
Art is not a mirror. Art is a hammer.
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Art Hammers Mirrors
Bank robbery is an initiative of amateurs. True professionals establish a bank.
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Bank Initiative Robbery
All the gang of those who rule us Hope our quarrels never stop Helping them to split and fool us So they can remain on top.
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Fool Government Splits
I don’t trust him. We’re friends.
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Friendship Negative Trust
Everyone needs help from everyone.
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Collaboration Helping Needs
Of all the works of man I like best Those which have been used. The copper pots with their dents and flattened edges The knives and forks whose wooden handles Have been worn away by many hands: such forms Seemed to me the noblest.
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Approaching Folk Hands Knives Men
Here today we huddle tight As the darkest heathens might The snow falls chilly on our skin The snow is forcing its way in. Hush, snow, come in with us to dwell: We were thrown out by Heaven as well.
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Fall Heaven Snow
The rain Never falls upwards. When the wound Stops hurting What hurts is The scar.
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Fall Hurt Rain
Alas,we who wanted kindness, could not be kind ourselves.
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Be Kind Kindness Wanted
The headlong stream is termed violent But the river bed hemming it in is Termed violent by no one.
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Bed Rivers Violent

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