To forget is the secret of eternal youth. One grows old only through memory. There's much too little forgetting. — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
Life is a disease, brother, and death begins already at birth. Every breath, every heartbeat, is a moment of dying - a… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
Come let me kiss you. Life was never so precious as today— when it meant so little. — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
I, too, am going to go away soon,' she says, 'I am weary and weary of my weariness. Everything is beginning to… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
Monotonously the lorries sway, monotonously come the calls, monotonously falls the rain. It falls on our heads and on the heads of… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
I had the feeling of slipping down a smooth bottomless pit. It had nothing to do with Breuer and the people. It… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
We are little flames poorly sheltered by frail walls against the storm of dissolution and madness, in which we flicker and sometimes… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
Little by little things began to assume a new aspect. The sense of insecurity vanished, words came of themselves, I was no… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
There was only the broad square with the scattered dim moons of the street lamps and with the monumental stone arch which receded into… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“The idea of authority, which they represented, was associated in our minds with a greater insight and a more humane wisdom. But the first… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“It was a long time since I had been in a theatre. And I would not have come now had Pat not wanted it.… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“Besides,” continued Gottfried, “you’re coming now to the time when the difference between a bourgeois and a cavalier begins to show. A bourgeois always… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“They are wearing new uniforms and greatcoats; their boots are water-tight and fit well; their rifles are good and their pouches full of ammunition.… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“Shortly after the war Valentin had come into a little money, and had been drinking it ever since. He considered it his duty to… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“It is very queer that the unhappiness of the world is so often brought on by small men.” — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
I, too, am going to go away soon,' she says, 'I am weary and weary of my weariness. Everything is beginning to be a… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
You take it from me, we are losing the war because we can salute too well. — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“It keeps them going, staves off the evil day when they will be alone. And to be alone, really alone, without illusion, that way… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
