I love him, his shoulders, his angular, stooping figure? and at the same time I see behind him woods and stars, and a clear voice utters words that bring me peace, to me, a soldier in big boots, belt, and a knapsack, taking the road that lies before him under the high heaven, quickly forgetting and seldom sorrowful, for ever pressing on under the wide night sky.
Erich Maria RemarqueAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: deutsch
- Born: June 22, 1898
- Died: September 25, 1970
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