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Only bad generals need heroes.

Bertolt Brecht

Nowadays, anyone who wishes to combat lies and ignorance and to write the truth must overcome at least five difficulties.
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Lying Running Writing
Boy Meets Girl, So What?
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Boys Broken Girl Heart
The finest plans are always ruined by the littleness of those who ought to carry them out, for emperor himself can actually be nothing.
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Emperor Finest Ruined
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
Unhappiness doesn’t grow on the chest like leprosy. Poverty won’t fall off the roof like a loose tile, no; poverty and unhappiness are man’s doing.
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Fall Men Tiles
He who speaks of enemies , himself is the enemy.
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Enemy Himself Speak
Those who have had no share in the good fortunes of the mighty Often have a share in their misfortunes.
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Fortune Good Mighty Share
Oh why do we not say the important things, it would be so easy, and we are damned because we do not.
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Dammed Easy Important
Unhappy the land that is in need of heroes.
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Happiness Hero Land
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
He who is still laughing is he who hasn’t heard the terrible news.
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Laughing News Terrible
You can make a fresh start with your final breath.
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Breaths Finals Fresh Start
I opened the man’s skull and messed about with his brains. I saw how they patched fellows up, so as to cart them back to the Front as quickly as they could.
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Brains Cart Front Patch Skull
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
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 right to happiness is fundamental; men live so little time and die alone.
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Alone Happiness Joy Men

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