You may turn into an archangel, a fool, or a criminal ? no one will see it. But when a button is missing?everyone sees that.

Erich Maria Remarque

Erich Maria Remarque

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: German

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Anyway the war is over so far as they are concerned. But to wait for dysentery is not much of a life either.

It was a melancholy secret that reality can arouse desires but never satisfy them.

We want to live at any price; so we cannot burden ourselves with feelings which, though they might be ornamental enough in peace-time, would be out of place here.

A hospital alone shows what war is.

The music enchanted the air. It was like the south wind, like a warm night, like swelling sails beneath the stars, completely and utterly unreal… It made everything spacious and colourful, the dark stream of life seemed pulsing in it; there were no burdens any more, no limits.

Any non-commissioned officer is more of an enemy to a recruit, any schoolmaster to a pupil, then they are if they were free.

One always expects something else.

On the steps is a machine-gun ready for action. The square is empty; only the streets that lead into it are jammed with people. It would be madness to go farther - the machine-gun is covering the square.

To forget is the secret of eternal youth. One grows old only through memory. There's much too little forgetting.

It is very queer that the unhappiness of the world is so often brought on by small men.

It's only terrible to have nothing to wait for.

We were all at once terribly alone; and alone we must see it through.

Keep things at arm's length... If you let anything come too near you want to hold on to it. And there is nothing a man can hold on to.

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.