“Anna Quangel wishes she could stroke her husband's hand, but she doesn't dare. She just brushes it, as if by accident, and says, 'Oh, sorry, Otto!' He looks at her in surprise, but doesn't say anything. They walk on.” — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“Anna Quangel wishes she could stroke her husband's hand, but she doesn't dare. She just brushes it, as if by accident, and says, 'Oh,… — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“Then he picked up the pen and said softly, but clearly, "The first sentence of our first card will read: Mother! The Führer has… — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“Coffins and coffins, enough for everyone on the shift, enough for everyone in Germany! The men are still alive, but they are already making… — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“All was darkness, and she had been full of fear and apprehension, and then the sun had peeped through the clouds once more.” — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
She had known for a long time that you had to pay for everything in life, and usually more than it was worth. — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
I don't want any funny business, and above all I don't want to be dragged into other people's funny business. If it's to be… — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
As it was, we all acted alone, we were caught alone, and every one of us will have to die alone. But that doesn’t… — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“We live not for ourselves, but for others. What we make of ourselves we make not for ourselves, but for others…” — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“Who wants to die?’ he asked. ‘Everyone wants to live, everyone – even the most miserable worm is screaming for life! I want to… — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“Everyone facing death, especially premature death, like us, will be kicking themselves about each wasted hour.” — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“They had failed to understand that there was no such thing as private life in wartime Germany. No amount of reticence could change the… — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
“And so it had been going on week after week. Month after month. That was what was so discouraging, that it went on so… — Hans Fallada Copy Share Image
