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It’s never too late for those whose time has come.

Bertolt Brecht

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
You can’t write poems about trees when the woods are full of policemen.
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Tree Wood Writing
Don’t tell me peace has broken out.
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Broken Out Peace
The fanatics for progress often have too little appreciation of the existing.
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Appreciation Littles Progress
In my view, the great and complicated things that go on in the world cannot be adequately recognized by people who do not use every possible aid to understanding.
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Adequately Great Recognized Understanding
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
The rain Never falls upwards. When the wound Stops hurting What hurts is The scar.
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Fall Hurt Rain
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
Hungry man, reach for the book: it is a weapon.
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Book Men Weapons
We attacked a foreign people and treated them like rebels. As you know, it’s all right to treat barbarians barbarically. It’s the desire to be barbaric that makes governments call their enemies barbarians.
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Government People War
General, your tank is a powerful vehicle it smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men. but it has one defect: it needs a driver.
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Crush Men Powerful
What’s breaking into a bank compared with founding a bank?
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Banking Breaking Literature Silence
Those who take the most from the table, teach contentment. Those for whom the taxes are destined, demand sacrifice. Those who eat their fill, speak to the hungry, of wonderful times to come. Those who lead the country into the abyss, call ruling difficult, for ordinary folk.
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Contentment Country Sacrifice
Unhappy the land that is in need of heroes.
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Happiness Hero Land
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
Erst kommt das Fressen, dann kommt die Moral.
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Anger Dies Moral

It’s never too late for those whose time has come.

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