Angelo > Angelo's Quotes

“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

“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

“There was only the broad square with the scattered dim moons of the street lamps and with the monumental stone arch which receded into the mist as though it would prop up the melancholy sky and protect beneath itself the faint lonely flame on the tomb of the Unknown Soldier, which looked like the last grave of mankind in the midst of night and loneliness.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Arch of Triumph: A Novel of a Man Without a Country

“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

“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

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

“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

“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

“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

“Haven't you ever observed how we live in an age of self-persecution? What a lot of things there are one might do that one doesn't - and yet why, God only knows. Work has become so tremendously important to-day, because so many have none, I suppose, that it kills everything else... Work, work, work . . . an abominable obsession - and always under the illusion it will be different later. And it never is different. Queer, isn't it, that anyone should do that with his life?”
― 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

“Nie entschuldigen, Baby. Nie reden. Blumen schicken. Ohne Brief. Nur Blumen. Die decken alles zu. Sogar Gräber.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Drei Kameraden

“We agree that it's the same for everyone; not only for us here, but everywhere, for everyone who is of our age; to some more, and to others less. It is the common fate of our generation. ”
― Erich Maria Remarque

“Е да, който е сам, не може да бъде изоставен. Но понякога, вечер, изкуствената черупка се пука, животът се превръща в някаква хълцаща, натрапчива мелодия, някакъв вихър от див копнеж, от жажда, тъга и надежда да се измъкнеш от безмисления шемет, да се измъкнеш от безмисленото еднозвучно свирене на тази вечна латерна, все едно накъде ще поемеш. Ах, тази жалка потребност от малко топлота, не можеха ли да я дадат две ръце и едно сведено над теб лице? Или това бе само отказ, бягство? Имаше ли нещо друго освен самотата? ”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe

“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
― Mae West

“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

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