Erich Maria Remarque

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A hospital alone shows what war is.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Alone
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Anyway the war is over so far as they are concerned. But to wait for dysentery is not much of a life either.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: War
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We want to live at any price; so we cannot burden ourselves with feelings which, though they might be ornamental enough in peace-time, would be out of place here.
- Erich Maria Remarque
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On the steps is a machine-gun ready for action. The square is empty; only the streets that lead into it are jammed with people. It would be madness to go farther - the machine-gun is covering the square.
- Erich Maria Remarque
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The later it gets the more disturbed the city becomes. I go with Albert through the streets. Men are standing in groups at every corner. Rumours are flying. It is said that the military have already fired on a procession of demonstrating workers.
- Erich Maria Remarque
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They are more human and more brotherly towards one another, it seems to me, than we are. But perhaps that is merely because they feel themselves to be more unfortunate than us.
- Erich Maria Remarque
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Any non-commissioned officer is more of an enemy to a recruit, any schoolmaster to a pupil, then they are if they were free.
- Erich Maria Remarque
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I am often on guard over the Russians. In the darkness one sees their forms move like stick storks, like great birds. They come close up to the wire fence and lean their faces against it. Their fingers hook round the mesh.
- Erich Maria Remarque
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The crowd, still shouting, gives way before us. We plough our way through. Women hold their aprons over their faces and go stumbling away. A roar of fury goes up. A wounded man is being carried off.
- Erich Maria Remarque
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Never do anything complicated when something simple will serve as well. It's one of the most important secrets of living.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Simple
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Life did not intend to make us perfect. Whoever is perfect belongs in a museum.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Museums
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We have our dreams because without them we could not bear the truth.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Dream
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Strange how complicated we can make things just to avoid showing what we feel!
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Strange
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Anything you can settle with money is cheap.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Settling
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It's only terrible to have nothing to wait for.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Waiting
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Modesty and conscientiousness receive their reward only in novels. In life they are exploited and then shoved aside.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Rewards
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Everyone saves someone at least once. Just as he kills someone at least once. Even though he may not know it.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: May
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To forget is the secret of eternal youth. One grows old only through memory. There's much too little forgetting.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Memories
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Life is a disease, brother, and death begins already at birth. Every breath, every heartbeat, is a moment of dying - a little shove toward the end.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Brother
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Someone said to me once that a cigarette at the right moment is better than all the ideals in the world.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: World
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Mirrors are there when we are and yet they never give anything back to us but our own image. Never, never shall we know what they are when they are alone or what is behind them.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Mirrors
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Good or ill, life is life; you only realize that when you have to risk it.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Risk
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Keep things at arm's length... If you let anything come too near you want to hold on to it. And there is nothing a man can hold on to.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Men
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No matter how improbable an assertion is, if it is made with enough assurance it has an affect.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Matter
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Sometimes I used to think that one day i should wake up, and all that had been would be over. forgotten, sunk, drowned. Nothing was sure - not even memory.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Memories
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We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial—I believe we are lost.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Children
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For a moment I had a strange intuition that just this, and in a real, profound sense, is life; and perhaps happiness even - love with a mixture of sadness, reverence, and silent knowledge.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Real
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With blinded eyes I stared at the sky, this grey, endless sky of a crazy god, who had made life and death for his amusement.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Crazy
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Every little bean must be heard as well as seen!
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Littles
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But probably that's the way of the world - when we have finally learned something we're too old to apply it - and so it goes, wave after wave, generation after generation. No one learns anything at all from anyone else.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Generations
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Our knowledge of life is limited to death
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Life Is
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I did not want to think so much about her. I wanted to take her as an unexpected, delightful gift, that had come and would go again — nothing more. I meant not to give room to the thought that it could ever be more. I knew too well that all love has the desire for eternity and that therein lies its eternal torment. Nothing lasts. Nothing.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Lying
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Nothing is the mirror in which you see the world.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Mirrors
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Courage is the fairest adornment of youth.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Youth
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You may turn into an archangel, a fool, or a criminal—no one will see it. But when a button is missing—everyone sees that.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Missing
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I want to think and at the same time that's the last thing in the world I want to do.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Thinking
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What comfort there is in the skin of someone you love!
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Skins
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Come let me kiss you. Life was never so precious as today— when it meant so little.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Kissing
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I wandered through the streets thinking of all the things I might have said and might have done had I been other than I was.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Thinking
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The music enchanted the air. It was like the south wind, like a warm night, like swelling sails beneath the stars, completely and utterly unreal... It made everything spacious and colourful, the dark stream of life seemed pulsing in it; there were no burdens any more, no limits; there existed only glory and melody and love, so that one simply could not realize that, at the same time as this music was, outside there ruled poverty and torment and despair.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Stars
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No soldier outlives a thousand chances. But every soldier believes in Chance and trusts his luck.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Veterans Day
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I am young, I am twenty years old; yet I know nothing of life but despair, death, fear, and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of sorrow. I see how peoples are set against one another, and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly, obediently, innocently slay one another.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Years
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We are not youth any longer. We don’t want to take the world by storm. We are fleeing. We fly from ourselves. From our life. We were eighteen and had begun to love life and the world; and we had to shoot it to pieces.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Love Life
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The things men did or felt they had to do.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Men
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Sweet dreams though the guns are booming.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Dream
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This book is to be neither an accusation nor a confession, and least of all an adventure, for death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it. It will try simply to tell of a generation of men who, even though they may have escaped shells, were destroyed by the war.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: War
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Heaven Has No Favorites
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Heaven
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... but that's what mankind is like: they only prize what they no longer possess.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Mankind
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But now, for the first time, I see you are a man like me. I thought of your hand-grenades, of your bayonet, of your rifle; now I see your wife and your face and our fellowship. Forgive me, comrade. We always see it too late. Why do they never tell us that you are poor devils like us, that your mothers are just as anxious as ours, and that we have the same fear of death, and the same dying and the same agony - forgive me, comrade; how could you be my enemy?
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Mother
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It was a melancholy secret that reality can arouse desires but never satisfy them.
- Erich Maria Remarque
Collection: Reality