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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.

Bertolt Brecht

But something’s missing.
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Lot Missing Something
People are too durable, that’s their main trouble. They can do too much to themselves, they last too long.
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Long People Silly
The war which is coming Is not the first one. There were Other wars before it. When the last one came to an end There were conquerors and conquered. Among the conquered the common people Starved. Among the conquerors The common people starved too.
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Lasts People War
All artforms are in the service of the greatest of all arts: the art of living.
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Art Living Service
Whenever there are great virtues, it’s a sure sign something’s wrong.
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Great Something Virtue Wrong
First feed the face, then talk right and wrong.
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Faces Firsts Talk
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
Who fights may lose, but who does not fight has lost already.
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Already Fighting May
He who is still laughing is he who hasn’t heard the terrible news.
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Laughing News Terrible
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
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
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
With drooping shoulders The majority sit hunched, their foreheads furrowed like Stony ground that has been repeatedly ploughed-up to no purpose.
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Majority Purpose Shoulders
For what’s the use of talking with a man who has a disease and thinks about the stars?
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Men Stars Thinking
The worst illiterate is the political illiterate. He hears nothing, sees nothing, takes no part in political life. He doesn’t seem to know that the cost of living, the price of beans, of flour, of rent, of medicines all depend on political decisions.
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Children Hate Ignorance
What is the robbing of a bank compared to the founding of a bank?
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Founding Funny Money Robbing

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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