Erich Maria Remarque Quotes
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.
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There is, therefore, no solution possible other than an economy directed by the workers through their organisations of control-through the workers' syndicates.
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I'm training and preparing because nothing is predictable in boxing. I'm preparing for those rounds, and if it happens that I get a shot, whatever advantage I have, I will be ready for 12 rounds.
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I love the unexplainable. It would be so boring to me if everything could be explained.
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The hardest thing in the world to do is to have someone in a seat in a theater laughing so hard that they're making weird sounds.
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I really found this campaign odious. I couldn't get up for it. The quality of the candidates and the campaign, I just found the whole thing second-rate. I didn't know how to explain to my granddaughter that I was spending my dotage writing about Al Gore and George W. Bush.
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I did about a 100 concerts this year. All over the United States. We're cutting back next year to about 40. We generate money for an organization called Mercy Corps.
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For me, clean fuels translates into cleaner air for Oregonians. I think that's a good thing.
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I had this maroon 'Lion King' tracksuit that my mum couldn't take off me. I wore it until the sleeves ended at my elbows and the trousers ended at my knees.
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I kind of worry about that a little bit - we lost our film culture for 30 years because the Americans came in and bought up all the cinema chains and wouldn't show any Australian films.
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I don't know what other people are like, I haven't been able to crawl inside anybody else.
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Moderate doesn't mean that you're a wimp - far from it. It means that you've chosen a path because you believe that's the only way for global harmony and peace.
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Creative people are more prone to depression.
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If all the ways I have been along were marked on a map and joined up with a line, it might represent a minotaur.
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Ireland and America, music-wise, are very closely related. The Irish came over with their fiddles in hand, and you can hear it in the bluegrass and rockabilly. I love it when music from different countries combine.
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Well, let me tell you, ants are the dominant insects. They make up as much as a quarter of the biomass of all insects in the world. They are the principal predators. They're the cemetery workers.
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An allegory is not meant to be taken literally. There is a great lack of comprehension on the part of some readers.
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I have much to say about the pain I've felt and seen inside of prison. It has been an eye-opening and harrowing experience.
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Everybody makes mistakes, but when goalkeepers make them, it is costly. That's the nature of being a goalkeeper.
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There is no [...] higher than the truth.
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In my own sphere I did everything that could possibly be expected of a man who believes in the greatness of his people and who is filled with fanaticism for the greatness of his country, in order to bring about the victory of Adolf Hitler and the National Socialist movement.
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There is a lot that horses and art share in common. I have found that most horse people are art lovers, and vice versa.
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I feel really privileged to be an actor, to be paid to do something I love.
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It is generally supposed that complete pleasure of this kind, permeating one's very flesh and bones, unfits the student for scientific pursuits in which cool judgment and observation are required. But the effect is just the opposite. Instead of producing a dissipated condition, the mind is fertilized and stimulated and developed like sun-fed plants.
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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.
