Quotes from Erich Maria Remarque

the counter of "The Bar" was the Captain's bridge of the Ship of Life, and we were set once more for the open sea.

Ja pils?tu bombard?jam m?s, tad t? ir strat??iska nepieciešam?ba; ja to dara citi, tad ne??l?ga noziedz?ba.

Wenn man so viele Tote gesehen hat, kann man so viel Schmerz um einen einzigen nicht mehr recht begreifen.

Shortly after the war Valentin had come into a little money, and had been drinking it ever since. He considered it his duty to celebrate his good luck in having come out alive. It was nothing to him that that was now several years ago. One could never celebrate it enough, he used to explain. He was one of those with an uncanny memory of the war. The rest of us had forgotten many things; but he remembered every day and every hour.

It is as though formerly we were coins of different provinces; and now we are melted down, and all bear the same stamp.

it is strangely beautiful and arresting.

It keeps them going, staves off the evil day when they will be alone. And to be alone, really alone, without illusion, that way lies madness—and suicide.

Naids ir k? sk?be, kas saÄ"d dvÄ"­seli, vienalga, vai ienÄ«sti pats, vai arÄ« tevi ienÄ«st.

Wie sinnlos ist alles, was je geschrieben, getan, gedacht wurde, wenn so etwas möglich ist! Es muß alles gelogen und belanglos sein, wenn die Kultur von Jahrtausenden nicht einmal verhindern konnte, daß diese Ströme von Blut vergossen wurden, daß diese Kerker der Qualen zu Hunderttausenden existieren. Erst das Lazarett zeigt, was Krieg ist.

Kartais žmogus netenki dr?sos, - tar? Nataša. - O kitais kartais pamanai, kad prie nusivylim? galima priprasti. Bet taip n?ra. Kiekvien? kart? jie vis labiau skaudina. Jie taip skaudina, kad žmog? pagauna baim?. Atrodo, kad kiekvien? kart? atsiranda vis didesni nudegimai. Ir kiekvien? kart? jie vis l??iau gyja.

Incidentally, it's funny how often the miseries of this world are caused by short people – they are so much more quick-tempered and difficult to get on with than tall ones. I have always tried to avoid landing up in companies with commanders who are short – usually they are complete bastards.

Selam duruÅŸ, esas vaziyet, merasim geçiÅŸi, tüfek as, saÄŸa dön, sola dön, topuk vur, küfür, azar, binlerce eziyet! Biz görevimizi baÅŸka türlü düÅŸünmüÅŸtük; bir de bakt?k ki, kahramanl??a, sirk atlar? gibi yetiÅŸtiriliyoruz.

Tantsitar on riides. Mantli ja kübaraga näeb ta täiesti võõras välja. Enne oli ta nõtke tiiger, nüüd jälle nagu kõik teisedki. On peaaegu uskumatu, et tal oli muutumiseks vaja vaid paar riidetükki selga tõmmata. Imelik, kuidas riided muudavad. Kui palju siis veel vormiriided.

J?s smaid?t. Un esat tik mier?gs. K?p?c j?s nebr?cat? - Es br?cu. Tikai j?s to nedzirdat.

Korraga valdab mind aja nimetu raskemeelsus - see voolab ja voolab ning muutub, ja kui sa naased, ei leia sa enam midagi taas. Hüvasti jätta on raske - kuid naasta on vahel veelgi raskem.

It will try simply to tell of a generation of men who, even though they may have escaped shells, were destroyed by the war." - Paul Baumer

Bir emir bu sessiz sakin hayalleri bizim düÅŸman?m?z yapt?; bir emir onlar? bizim dostumuz yapabilir. Herhangi bir masa ba??nda, hiçbirimizin tan?mad??? birkaç kiÅŸi taraf?ndan, bir yaz? imzalan?r. BaÅŸka vakit dünyan?n nefret edip en büyük cezalara çarpt?rd??? ÅŸey, insan öldürmek, y?llarca baÅŸ gayemiz olur.

That would be much simpler and more just than this arrangement, where the wrong people do the fighting. The subject

Por qué no nos dicen continuamente que vosotros sois unos pobres infelices como nosotros, que vuestras madres viven en la misma angustia que las nuestras y que todos tenemos el mismo miedo a la muerte, el mismo agonizar y los mismos dolores? ¡Perdóname, camarada! ¿Cómo podías ser mi enemigo? Si tiráramos estas armas y este uniforme, tú podrías ser mi hermano, al igual que Kat y Albert.

Life did not intend to make us perfect. Whoever is perfect belongs in a museum." Joan

Elhagyatottak vagyunk, akár a gyermek, és tapasztaltak, mint az öregember. Durvák, szomorúak és fölületesek vagyunk – azt hiszem, el vagyunk veszve.

Es tevi ?oti m?lu," sac?ju. "Es m?lu tevi un šo mirkli, un vasaru, kas dr?z paies, un šo ainavu, un š?s atvadas, un pirmoreiz sav? m?ž? — sevi pašu, jo esmu k? spogulis, kur? tu spogu?ojies, un t? es tevi divk?rt ieg?stu. Lai sv?t?ts šis vakars un š? stunda!

Frontul e o colivie în care, plin de nervozitate, trebuie s? aÈ™tepÈ›i ce va urma.

Our knowledge of life is limited to death." - Paul Baumer