Erich Maria Remarque Quotes

I can't even say what my greatest fear is because I, I can't even imagine. Being without my family... I can't even say it because it makes me cry.

My life used to be full of everything. Now if you aren't with me I haven't a thing in the world.

You loved people and you came to depend on their being there. but people died or changed or went away and it hurt too much. The only way to avoid that poin was not to love anyone, and not to let anyone get too close or too important. The secret of not being hurt like this again, I decided, was never depending on anyone, never needing, never loving.It is the last dream of children, to be forever untouched.

I like you, but not too much. I don’t want to like anybody too much.

I'm afraid to be on this shore a trunk without limbs, and what I most regret is not to have flower, pulp, or clay for the worm of my suffering.

I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter who I was dealing with. I maintained a set distance, carefully monitoring the person’s attitude so that they wouldn’t get any closer. I didn’t easily swallow what other people told me. My only passions were books and music

The worst thing you can do if you miss or need someone is let them know it.

It was better not to get too close to another person. The closer you got, the more likely you were to get hurt.

Reckon it's best if you don't have anyone you care about; then it can't hurt you. Don't have to be afraid of losing someone if you no one to lose.

Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold.

I've gotten very good at detaching whenever I have to go away for three months, which I realize is hard on friends and kind of selfish.

Never once, during any of my bouts of depression, had I been inclined or able to pick up a telephone and ask a friend for help. It wasn't in me.

In this cry of pain the inner consciousness of the people seems to lay itself bare for an instant, and to reveal the mood of beings who feel their isolation in the face of a universe that wars on them with winds and seas.

My father died when I was seven. I guess I am interested in fatherlessness as a metaphor for vulnerability and unprotectedness. Being on your own in the world in a way you're not quite ready for, ever.

Victims always feel alone and helpless.

There is no one looking out for us. We are all alone.

Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!

Anyone can die. Rule number one is don't get too attached to a character, anyone can go.

Those who have no hope pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom.

No one will ever feel sorry for me.

For in all the world there are no people so piteous and forlorn as those who are forced to eat the bitter bread of dependency in their old age.

When it was all over, and I was left alone in my office, I put my face in my hands and wept. I could do nothing less.

I know what it is like to feel vulnerable and fearful during a difficult time.

I find it really hard to be close to anybody.

Emptiness will always cripple me.