Piet Hein

Piet Hein

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Piet Hein was not just a poet. He was a mathematician, inventor and designer as well. Being a Danish he often wrote under the Old Norse pseudonym "Kumbel" meaning "tombstone". His short poems, known as gruks or grooks, first started to appear in the daily newspaper "Politiken" shortly after the Nazi occupation in April 1940 under the pseudonym "Kumbel Kumbell".Piet Hein, who, in his own words, "played mental ping-pong" with Niels Bohr in the inter-War period, found himself confronted with a dilemma when the Germans occupied Denmark.
He felt that he had three choices: Do nothing, flee to "neutral" Sweden or join the Danish resistance movementAs he explained in 1968, "Sweden was out because I am not Swedish, but DanishI could not remain at home because, if I had, every knock at the door would have sent shivers up my spineSo, I joined the Resistance."His main weapon appeared to be his penThe Danes understood the importance of his poetry and soon it was found as graffiti all around the country.
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Meeting the Eye

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You'll probably findthat it suits your bookto be a bit clevererthan you look
Observe that the easiestmethod by faris to look a bit stupiderthan you are
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Id Like -

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I'd like to know what this whole show is all about before it's out
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The Ultimate Wisdom

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Philosophers must ultimately find their true perfection in knowing all the follies of mankind -by introspection
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Nothing Is Indispensable

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The universe may be as great as they say
But it wouldn't be missed if it didn't exist
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Grook About Faith Love etc

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She gave me hope she gave me love, with bounty unalloyed
But what she had of faith, alas, she gave to Freud
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Naive

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Naive you areif you believelife favours thosewho aren't naive
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Out of Time

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My old clock used to tell the time and subdivide diurnity; but now its lost both hands and chime and only tells eternity
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Rhyme and Reason

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There was an old woman who lived in a shoe
She had so many children
She didn't know what to do
But try as she would she could never detect which was the cause and which the effect
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Mankind

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Men, said the Devil,are good to their brothers:they don’t want to mendtheir own ways, but each others
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Prayer

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Sun that givest all things
Shine on everything on earth
If that's too much to
Shine at least on this our land
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Living Is -

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Living isa thing you donow or never -which do you
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The Unattainable Ideal

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We ought to live each day as though it were our last day here below
But if I did, alas,
I know it would have killed me long ago
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The Egocentrics

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People are self-centredto a nauseous degree
They will keep on about themselveswhile I'm explaining me
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On Being Oneself

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If virtue can't be mine alone at least my faults can be my own
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Investment Policy

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Anxieties yield at a negative rate, increasing in smallness the longer they wait
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Stone In Shoe

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If a nasty jagged stone gets into your shoe, thank the Lord it came alone- what if it were two
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