As a boy I used to go to the Chamber of Horrors at the annual fair, to look at the wax figures of Emperors and Kings, of heroes and murderers of the day. The dead now had that same unreality, which shocks without arousing pity.
Ernst TollerIn a quiet Franciscan monastery kind and silent monks looked after me. After many weeks I was discharged. Unfit for further service.
Ernst TollerHow happy I am to go to the front at last. To do my bit. To prove with my life what I think I feel.
Ernst TollerThe French got enough from the Germans to save them from starvation; but many a woman sold herself for a loaf or a chunk of sausage.
Ernst Toller