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Erich Maria Remarque

"He's afraid,' Graber said.'Yes, naturally. But he's a good dog.'And a man-eater.'We're all that.'Why?'We are. And we think, just like that dog, that we are still good. And just like him we are looking for a bit of warmth and light and friendship."

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"He's afraid,' Graber said.'Yes, naturally. But he's a good dog.'And a man-eater.'We're all that.'Why?'We are. And we think, just like that dog, that we are still good. And just like him we are looking for a bit of warmth and light and friendship."

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"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."
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