Angelo

“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

“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

“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

“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