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Erich Maria Remarque

"We will make ourselves comfortable and sleep, and eat as much as we can stuff into our bellies, and drink and smoke so that hours are not wasted. Life is short."

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"We will make ourselves comfortable and sleep, and eat as much as we can stuff into our bellies, and drink and smoke so that hours are not wasted. Life is short."

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"Kingdom laws are the same for everyone."

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"When you a get a job you are not qualified for, it will be evil to you and to your community."

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"Prejudice is an act of violence."

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"If we don't confront those things that are wrong, it gets worse."

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"The only thing you can justifiably claim that life owes you is an equal measure of what you have given out. And even that is debatable."

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"So it came to this, that- against the grain, no doubt-the condemned man had to hope the apparatus was in good working order! This, I thought, was a flaw in the system; and, on the face of it, my view was sound enough. On the other hand, I had to admit it proved the efficiency of the system. It came to this; the man under sentence was obliged to collaborate mentally, it was in his interest that all should go off without a hitch."

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"Justice is useful when money is useless."

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"There are crimes of passion and crimes of logic. The boundary between them is not clearly defined."

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"In short, whoever does violence to truth or its expression eventually mutilates justice, even though he thinks he is serving it. From this point of view, we shall deny to the very end that a press is true because it is revolutionary; it will be revolutionary only if it is true, and never otherwise."

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"The number of malefactors authorizes not the crime."

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"The story of the herd of seals. Hundreds of them on a beach; among them the hunter killing one after the other with a club. Together they could easily have crushed him- but they lay there, watching him come to murder, and did not move; he was only killing a neighbor- one neighbor after the other. The story of the European seals. The sunset of civilization. Tired shapeless Götterdämmerung. The empty banners of human rights. The sell-out of a continent. The onrushing deluge. The haggling for the last prices. The old dance of despair on the volcano. Peoples again slowly being driven into a slaughterhouse. The fleas would save themselves when the sheep were being sacrificed. As always."
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"For us lads of eighteen they ought to have been mediators and guides to the world of maturity, the world of work, of duty, of culture, of progress - to the future."
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"The crowd, still shouting, gives way before us. We plough our way through. Women hold their aprons over their faces and go stumbling away. A roar of fury goes up. A wounded man is being carried off."
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"The invisible storehouse in nothingness, called memory."
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"A man dreams of a miracle and wakes up to loaves of bread."
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"One lost easiest what one held in one's arms- never what one left."
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"The best way to lose a woman was to show her a kind of life that one could offer her for only a few days."
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"We don't act like that because we are in good humor we are in a good humor because otherwise we should go to pieces."
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"Petnaest srećnih godina su kratke - odgovorih. Petnaest nesrećnih godina su duge i pružaju čoveku mnogo iskustva."
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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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