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Who struggles can fail. Who doesn’t struggle has already failed!

Bertolt Brecht

Reality changes; in order to represent it, modes of representation must also change. Nothing comes from nothing; the new comes from the old, but that is why it is new.
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Change Nothing Reality Representation
People who understand everything get no stories.
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People Stories Understand
To those who does not know the world is on fire, I have nothing to say.
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Fire Nothing World
The righteous one has no sense of humor.
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Humor One Righteous Sense
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
If art reflects life, it does so with special mirrors.
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Art Mirrors Special
Spring is noticed, if at all By people sitting in railway trains.
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People Sitting Spring
Suppose they gave a war, and nobody came? Why then, the war would come to you!
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Politics Suppose War
Our audience must experience not only the ways to free Prometheus, but be schooled in the very desire to free him. Theater must teach all the pleasures and joys of discovery, all the feelings of triumph associated with liberation.
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Audience Discovery Experience Joy Pleasure Schooled
Terrible is the temptation to be good.
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Be Good Temptation Terrible
Let nothing be called natural In an age of bloody confusion, Ordered disorder, planned caprice, And dehumanized humanity, lest all things Be held unalterable!
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Confusion Humanity Nature
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
In the contradiction lies the hope.
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Contradiction Hope Lying
The first time it was reported that our friends were being butchered there was a cry of horror. Then a hundred were butchered. But when a thousand were butchered and there was no end to the butchery, a blanket of silence spread.
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Fall Rain Summer
I’m in good form, taking no interest in things, neglecting clothes, meals, company, and feeling calm and stable as I write.
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Clothes Feelings Writing
Unfortunate the country that needs heroes!
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Country Hero Needs

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