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Erich Maria Remarque

"Love should not be polluted with friendship."

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"Love should not be polluted with friendship."

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"They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy."

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"Trying to get prosperity through prophet offering is running after shadows."

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"If you can talk brilliantly about a problem, it can create the consoling illusion that it has been mastered."

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"Never for one minute have I taken you for reality . . . You are a lie, you are my illness, you are a phantom . . . You are my hallucination. You are the incarnation of myself . . . of my thoughts and feelings, but only the nastiest and stupidest of them."

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"Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion?"

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"As long as one is ruled by illusion, one's thinking process is also illusory and that is nothing but misery. In Gnanis' [the enlightened one's] language, there is no such thing as happiness or unhappiness."

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"When they say that, 'God takes avatar (reincarnates)' is incorrect. He is known as an avatari when last two or three incarnations (before Moksha) remain. God does not have the ability at all to do karma! Man does not have that ability either. It is due to illusion that he feels 'I did it'!"

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"Almost every single thing you hope publication will do for you is a fantasy, a hologram--it's the eagle on your credit card that only seems to soar."

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"Once the illusion (branti) goes away, one can see 'as it is', and that is why ignorance goes away. When ignorance goes, maya (deceit) goes. Once God's maya is gone, the solution is found."

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"Everything's fine today, that is our illusion."

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"I am often on guard over the Russians. In the darkness one sees their forms move like stick storks, like great birds. They come close up to the wire fence and lean their faces against it. Their fingers hook round the mesh."
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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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"Through the years our business has been killing."
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"The things men did or felt they had to do."
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"We developed a firm, practical feeling of solidarity, which grew, on the battlefield, into the best thing that the war produced - comradeship in arms."
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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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"And be very careful at the front, Paul.Ah, Mother, Mother! Why do I not take you in my arms and die with you. What poor wretches we are!"
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"This book is to be neither an accusation nor a confession, and least of all an adventure, for death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it. It will try simply to tell of a generation of men who, even though they may have escaped shells, were destroyed by the war."
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"Petnaest srećnih godina su kratke - odgovorih. Petnaest nesrećnih godina su duge i pružaju čoveku mnogo iskustva."
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"I glance at my boots. They are big and clumsy, the breeches are tucked into them, and standing up one looks well-built and powerful in those great drainpipes. But when we go bathing and strip, suddenly we have slender legs again and slight shoulders. We are no longer soldiers but little more than boys; no one would believe that we could carry packs. It is a strange moment when we stand naked; then we become civilians, and almost feel ourselves to be so. When bathing Franz Kemmerich looked as slight and frail as a child. There he lies now - buy why? The whole world ought to pass by this bed and say: 'That is Franz Kemmerich, nineteen and a half years old, he doesn't want to die. Let him not die!"
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