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The rain Never falls upwards. When the wound Stops hurting What hurts is The scar.

Bertolt Brecht

Go make yourself a plan And be a shining light. Then make yourself a second plan, For neither will come right.
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Light Planning Shining
Pleasures First look from morning’s window The rediscovered book Fascinated faces Snow, the change of the seasons
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Book Change Dog Morning
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
Young Alexander conquered India. He alone? Caesar beat the Gauls. Was there not even a cook in his army? Philip of Spain wept as his fleet was sunk and destroyed. Were there no other tears? Frederick the Great triumphed in the Seven Years War. Who Triumphed with him?
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Army War Years
If you don’t have fun, you don’t have a show.
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Fun Inspirational Shows
Oh! Moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We’ve lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh, you know why!
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Alabama Bye Moon
Even hatred of vileness Distorts a mans features.
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Features Hatred
Hungry man, reach for the book: it is a weapon.
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Book Men Weapons
Who has good luck is good, Who has bad luck is bad.
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Bad Good Luck
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
When the leaders speak of peace The common folk know That war is coming When the leaders curse war
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Common Folk Lying War
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
Unfortunate the country that needs heroes!
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Country Hero Needs
The world of knowledge takes a crazy turn When teachers themselves are taught to learn.
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Crazy Literature Teacher
What kind of times are they, when A talk about trees is almost a crime Because it implies silence about so many horrors?
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Kind Silence Tree
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

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