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“It's only terrible to have nothing to wait for.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“Life did not intend to make us perfect. Whoever is perfect belongs in a museum. ”
― Erich Maria Remarque

“I did not want to think so much about her. I wanted to take her as an unexpected, delightful gift, that had come and would go again — nothing more. I meant not to give room to the thought that it could ever be more. I knew too well that all love has the desire for eternity and that therein lies its eternal torment. Nothing lasts. Nothing.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“You may turn into an archangel, a fool, or a criminal—no one will see it. But when a button is missing—everyone sees that.”
― Erich Maria Remarque

“Keep things at arm's length... If you let anything come too near you want to hold on to it. And there is nothing a man can hold on to.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“Life is a disease, brother, and death begins already at birth. Every breath, every heartbeat, is a moment of dying - a little shove toward the end.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“I wandered through the streets thinking of all the things I might have said and might have done had I been other than I was.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“That is the remarkable thing about drinking: it brings people together so quickly, but between night and morning it sets an interval again of years.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“The music enchanted the air. It was like the south wind, like a warm night, like swelling sails beneath the stars, completely and utterly unreal... It made everything spacious and colourful, the dark stream of life seemed pulsing in it; there were no burdens any more, no limits; there existed only glory and melody and love, so that one simply could not realize that, at the same time as this music was, outside there ruled poverty and torment and despair.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“Sometimes I used to think that one day i should wake up, and all that had been would be over. forgotten, sunk, drowned. Nothing was sure - not even memory.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“To forget is the secret of eternal youth. One grows old only through memory. There's much too little forgetting.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“Modesty and conscientiousness receive their reward only in novels. In life they are exploited and then shoved aside.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“It was a melancholy secret that reality can arouse desires but never satisfy them.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“Ни один человек не может стать более чужим, чем тот, которого ты в прошлом любил...”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Arch of Triumph: A Novel of a Man Without a Country

“I had the feeling of slipping down a smooth bottomless pit. It had nothing to do with Breuer and the people. It had nothing to do with Pat even. It was the melancholy secret that reality can arouse desires but never satisfy them; that love begins with a human being but does not end in him; and that everything can be there: a human being, love, happiness, life — and that yet in some terrible way it is always too little, and grows ever less the more it seems.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“With blinded eyes I stared at the sky, this grey, endless sky of a crazy god, who had made life and death for his amusement.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“-Why does a man live?
-In order to think about it...”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Arch of Triumph: A Novel of a Man Without a Country

“For a moment I had a strange intuition that just this, and in a real, profound sense, is life; and perhaps happiness even - love with a mixture of sadness, reverence, and silent knowledge.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“- Никогда, Робби, не стремись знать слишком много! Чем меньше знаешь, тем проще живется. Знание делает человека свободным, но и несчастным. Давай выпьем за наивность, за глупость и все, что к ним относится - за любовь, за веру в будущее, за мечты о счастье - за божественную глупость, за потерянный рай...”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“- Ты хочешь знать, как быть, если сделал что-то не так? Отвечаю, детка: никогда не проси прощения. Ничего не говори. Посылай цветы. Без писем. Только цветы. Они покрывают все. Даже могилы.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“I felt the first soft glow of intoxication that makes the blood warmer and spreads an illusion of adventure over uncertainty.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“Little by little things began to assume a new aspect. The sense of insecurity vanished, words came of themselves, I was no longer so painfully conscious of everything I said. I drank on and felt the great soft wave approach and embrace me; the dark hour began to fill with pictures and stealthily the noiseless procession of dreams appeared again superimposed on the dreary, grey landscape of existence.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“И что бы с вами ни случилось — ничего не принимайте близко к сердцу. Немногое на свете долго бывает важным.”
― Эрих Мария Ремарк

“Come let me kiss you. Life was never so precious as today— when it meant so little.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Arch of Triumph: A Novel of a Man Without a Country