You may turn into an archangel, a fool, or a criminalโno one will see it. But when a button is missingโeveryone sees that.
Erich Maria RemarqueI am young, I am twenty years old; yet I know nothing of life but despair, death, fear, and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of sorrow. I see how peoples are set against one another, and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly, obediently, innocently slay one another.
Erich Maria RemarqueIt was a melancholy secret that reality can arouse desires but never satisfy them.
Erich Maria RemarqueCome let me kiss you. Life was never so precious as todayโ when it meant so little.
Erich Maria Remarque