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 RemarqueTag: first-world-war
You take it from me, we are losing the war because we can salute too well.
Erich Maria RemarqueFor 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 RemarqueTag: three-comrades
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 RemarqueTag: three-comrades
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 RemarqueTag: three-comrades
he begins to notice that he has been turned out of the silent company of the trees, the animals, the stars, and the unconscious life.
Erich Maria RemarqueTag: inspirational
It was a melancholy secret that reality can arouse desires but never satisfy them.
Erich Maria RemarqueTag: life
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 RemarqueTag: romance
It's only terrible to have nothing to wait for.
Erich Maria RemarqueTag: romance
Nothing is the mirror in which you see the world.
Erich Maria RemarqueTag: life
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