Quotes from Erich Maria Remarque

Bir emir bu sessiz kiÅŸileri bizim düÅŸman?m?z yapt?. Bir emir onlar? dostumuz yapabilirdi. Hiçbirimizi tan?mayan birkaç kiÅŸi, herhangi bir masan?n çevresinde toplan?p bir yaz?y? imzalad?lar. BaÅŸka zaman olsa bütün dünyan?n hakaretini ve cezas?n? üstüne çekecek olan bu yaz?, bizler için y?llarca en yüksek amaç yerine geçecek.

And be very careful at the front, Paul." Ah, Mother, Mother! Why do I not take you in my arms and die with you. What poor wretches we are!

I said no more and made off. It is no use quarrelling with excited maternal instincts. They have the moral support of the entire world behind them.

Vahi ja vaata! Nad ehitavad relvatehaseid, sest nad tahavad rahu; nad ehitavad koonduslaagreid, sest nad armastavad tõde; õiglus on iga erakondliku hulluse kattevari, poliitilised gangsterid on lunastajad, ning vabadus on igasuguse võimuahnuse lipukiri.

?ovek gubi hrabrost. Veruje da se može navi?i na razo?aranja. To nije ta?no. Ona svaki put sve više bole tako da se ?ovek uplaši. To je kao da se svaki put više ope?e. I svaki put sporije zarasta. Ne želim da se još koji put ope?em.

The pillars of human society are covetousness, fear, and corruption," retorted Grau. "Man is evil, but loves the good—when others do it.

Unser Fehler ist, dass wir weder wirklich dumm noch wirklich gescheit sind. Immer so dazwischen, wie Affen in den Ästen. Das macht müde und manchmal traurig. Der Mensch muss wissen, wohin er gehört.

What is leave?—A pause that only makes everything after it so much worse. Already the sense of parting begins to intrude itself. My mother watches me silently; I know she counts the days; every morning she is sad. It is one day less. She has put away my pack, she does not want to be reminded by it.

The hospitals are all full to overflowing, no one is properly looked after there, and once a man lies down on it, he is only so much nearer to being dead. Men die all around one. It gets on a fellow's nerves, alone there among it all, and before he knows where he is, he has made another himself.

I say to the dead man, but I say it calmly, "to-day you, to-morrow me. But if I come out of it, comrade, I will fight against this, that has struck us both down; from you, taken life—and from me—? Life also. I promise you, comrade. It shall never happen again.

As usual in times of war, fear, and affliction, the individual human being had ceased to exist; only one thing counted: a valid passport.

What do they expect of us if a time ever comes when the war is over? Through the years our business has been killing;-it was our first calling in life. Our knowledge of life is limited to death. What will happen afterwards? And what shall come out of us?

Between five and ten recruits fall to every old hand.

Es sind die Uniformen. Nimm ihnen die Kostüme weg, und es gibt keinen Menschen mehr, der Soldat sein will.

Šaubas ir tic?bas otra puse.

Cilv?ks var b?t atbild?gs vien?gi par to, ko pats nodar?jis. Un ar? tikai tad, ja tas nav dar?ts p?c pav?les.

Das sage ich euch, es ist die allergrößte Gemeinheit, daß Tiere im Krieg sind.

A line, a short line, stumbles off into the morning. Thirty two men.

Wenn der Mensch sich selbst quälen kann, versäumt er so leicht keine Gelegenheit dazu.

but an atmosphere of war had settled over the country like a plague. The life and welfare of the individual counted for nothing. People had ceased to be human beings—they were classified according to military criteria as soldiers, fit for military service, unfit for military service, and enemies.

Doesn't this make you sad, Ferdinand?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Cynical, if you like. One is sad when one thinks about life—cynical when one sees what people make of it.

Granaten, Gasschwaden und Tankflottillen - Zerstampfen, Zerfressen, Tod. Ruhr, Grippe, Typhus - Würgen, Verbrennen, Tod. Graben, Lazarett, Massengrab - mehr Möglichkeiten gibt es nicht.

M?su nol?d?t? atmi?a ir siets. T? grib izdz?vot. Un izdz?vot var tikai aizmirstot.

In Wirklichkeit vergessen wir nichts. Solange wir hier im Felde sein müssen, sinken die Fronttage, wenn sie vorbei sind, wie Steine in uns hinunter, weil sie zu schwer sind, um sofort darüber nachdenken zu können.