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
To me the front is a mysterious whirlpool. Though I am in still water far away from its centre, I feel the… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
It is just as much a matter of chance that I am still alive as that I might have been hit. In… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
Let the months and years come, they can take nothing from me, they can take nothing more. I am so alone, and… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
The miracle has passed me by; it has touched but not changed me; I still have the same name and I know… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
Do I walk? Have I feet still? I raise my eyes, I let them move round, and turn myself with them, one… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
He fell in October 1918, on a day that was so quiet and still on the whole front, that the army report… — 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
