Quotes from Erich Maria Remarque

We have lost all sense of other considerations, because they are artificial. Only the facts are real and important to us. And good boots are scarce.

Skromnost i savesnost se nagra?uje samo u romanima. U životu se prvo iskoriste, a onda odgurnu.

To-day we would pass through the scenes of our youth like travelers. We are burnt up by hard facts; like tradesmen we understand distinctions, and like butchers, necessities. We are no longer untroubled- we are indifferent. We might exist there; but should we really live there?

Copii sunt ca niÈ™te flori delicate, tânjesc dup? lumin?, iar dac? nu o au, îÈ™i las? capul în jos.

Monotonously the lorries sway, monotonously comes the calls, monotonously falls the rain. It falls on our heads and on the heads of the dead up in the line, on the body of the little recruit with the wound that is much too big for his hip; it falls on Kemmerich's grave; it falls in our hearts.

We became hard, suspicious, pitiless, vicious, tough-- and that was good; for these attributes were just what we lacked. Had we gone into the trenches without this period of training most of us would certainly have gone mad. Only thus were we prepared for what awaited us.

Nikada se ne bi trebalo oti?i ili se nikada ne bi smelo vratiti.

Nikada se ne bi trebalo oti?i ili se nikada ne bi smelo vratiti; jer ionako se nikada ne na?e natrag i ostaje se u razdoru.

Only whatever you do, don't lose your freedom. It is more precious than love and you only find our afterwards.

He fell in October 1918, on a day that was so quiet and still on the whole front, that the army report confined itself to the single sentence: All quiet on the Western Front. He had fallen forward and lay on the earth as though sleeping.

Julge saab olla ainult siis, kui ka hirmu tuntakse

Kada nikoga ne voliš, lakše se podnosi samo?a.

here the strength and the will of a generation of youth that died before it could begin to live is poured out in one vast lament upon the night.

Nije obmanjivala sebe životom i znala je da se mora hvatati za njega da bi se bar malo ugrabilo od onog što se naziva sre?om... Sre?a je nešto najnesigurnije na svetu, kao premija na lutriji.

Ali, zapravo, ?emu sve ovo, Robi? - Zato što se ?ovek ne predaje. ?ovek je ja?i od sudbine sve dotle dok se ne preda. To je staro vojni?ko pravilo.

QÉ™ribÉ™dir... SevÉ™n adam da... ÖlÉ™rmiÅŸ...

Tahaksin teada, missuguse sõja jaoks tema on määratud.

I have never heard a horse scream and I can hardly believe it [...] The belly of one of the horses has been ripped open and its guts are trailing out. It gets its feet caught up in them and falls, but it gets to its feet again.

Ah! Mother, Mother! You still think I am a child - why can I not put my head in your lap and weep? Why have I always to be strong and self-controlled? I would like to weep and be comforted too, indeed I am little more than a child; in the wardrobe still hang short, boy's trousers - it is such a little time ago, why is it over?

Ainult lilled. Need katavad kõike. Isegi haudu.

Cea mai profund? nostalgie a noastr? vizeaz? totdeauna ceva lipsit de nume.

Nad ei taha poliitikat. Nad tahavad usu aseainet. /--/ Nad tahavad jälle kedagi uskuda. Mida, on täitsa ükskõik. Sellepärast nad ongi nii fanaatilised.

Pärast sõja lõppu pole enam mingit rahu olnud. Ja ometi ei tahtnud meist keegi midagi muud peale rahu. Meeletu maailm!

Life was life, it was worth nothing and everything;