There was only the broad square with the scattered dim moons of the street lamps and with the monumental stone arch which… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
The storm lashes us, out of the confusion of grey and yellow the hail of splinters whips forth the childlike cries of… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
The music enchanted the air. It was like the south wind, like a warm night, like swelling sails beneath the stars, completely… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
That is the remarkable thing about drinking: it brings people together so quickly, but between night and morning it sets an interval… — 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
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
