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Let nothing be called natural In an age of bloody confusion, Ordered disorder, planned caprice, And dehumanized humanity, lest all things Be held unalterable!

Bertolt Brecht

Erst kommt das Fressen, dann kommt die Moral.
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Anger Dies Moral
But something’s missing.
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Lot Missing Something
What’s breaking into a bank compared with founding a bank?
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Banking Breaking Literature Silence
First feed the face, then talk right and wrong.
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Faces Firsts Talk
Intelligence is not to make no mistakes, but quickly to see how to make them good.
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Mistake Moving Wisdom
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
It is easier to rob by setting up a bank than by holding up a bank clerk.
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Banker Clerk Fog
The righteous one has no sense of humor.
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Humor One Righteous Sense
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
Art and science work in quite different ways: agreed. But, bad as it may sound, I have to admit that I cannot get along as an artist without the use of one or two sciences. …
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Art Science Views Work
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
From the start it has been the theatre’s business to entertain people … it needs no other passport than fun.
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Fun People Theatre
Boy Meets Girl, So What?
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Boys Broken Girl Heart
Mixing one’s wines may be a mistake, but old and new wisdom mix admirably.
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Mistake Wine Wisdom
You can make a fresh start with your final breath.
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Breaths Finals Fresh Start
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

Let nothing be called natural In an age of bloody confusion, Ordered disorder, planned caprice, And dehumanized humanity, lest all things Be held unalterable!

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