... but that's what mankind is like: they only prize what they no longer possess.
Erich Maria RemarqueWe are little flames poorly sheltered by frail walls against the storm of dissolution and madness, in which we flicker and sometimes almost go outโฆwe creep in upon ourselves and with big eyes stare into the nightโฆand thus we wait for morning.
Erich Maria RemarqueI felt the first soft glow of intoxication that makes the blood warmer and spreads an illusion of adventure over uncertainty.
Erich Maria RemarqueWe were eighteen and had begun to love life and the world; and we had to shoot it to pieces. The first bomb, the first explosion, burst in our hearts. We are cut off from activity, from striving, from progress. We believe in such things no longer, we believe in the war." - All Quiet On The Western Front, Ch. 5
Erich Maria Remarque