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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.

Bertolt Brecht

I don’t like where I’m going and I don’t like where I’ve been. Why am I in a hurry?
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Going Hurry Like
There must always be some who are brighter and some who are stupider, the latter make up for it by being better workers.
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Latter Stupidity Workers
Recently my fingers have developed a prejudice against comparatives. They all follow this pattern: a squirrel is smaller than a tree; a bird is more musical than a tree.
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Bird Perspective Squirrels
Don’t tell me peace has broken out.
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Broken Out Peace
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
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
The rain Never falls upwards. When the wound Stops hurting What hurts is The scar.
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Fall Hurt Rain
Mixing one’s wines may be a mistake, but old and new wisdom mix admirably.
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Mistake Wine Wisdom
Come in, dear wind, and be our guest You too have neither home nor rest.
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Guest Home Wind
From the cradle to the coffin underwear comes first.
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Clean Coffins Literature Underwear
You can’t write poems about trees when the woods are full of policemen.
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Tree Wood Writing
As regards obstacles, the shortest distance between two points can be a curve.
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Curves Distance Two
The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What’s left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.
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Abuse Kissing Race
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
For art to be ‘unpolitical’ means only to ally itself with the ‘ruling’ group.
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Allies Art Mean
On thinking about Hell, I gather My brother Shelley found it was a place Much like the city of London.
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Brother Cities Thinking

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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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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