Erich Maria Remarque Quotes

It was a bad looking mob. It was animated by the essence of revolution.

This don't go here. [A major riot ensued.]

When hopes and dreams are loose in the streets, it is well for the timid to lock doors, shutter windows and lie low until the wrath has passed. For there is often a monstrous incongruity between the hopes, however noble and tender, and the action which follows them. It is as if ivied maidens and garlanded youths were to herald the four horsemen of the apocalypse.

We can't discount how scary and shaken not just the Turkish government is, but Turkish society is. Imagine if you had some rump group of military officials here in the United States who started flying off with F-16s or other artillery and were taking shots at government buildings, and people were killed and injured. People would be scared and rightfully so.

I was - the last protest I was at was in Genoa, where I got tear gassed, and I hate tear gas, and I hate being in crowds.

When civil fury first grew high And men fell out they knew not why.

There will never be quietness in this country till half a dozen of you be hanged or banished.

The best picture I can give of the French Nation, is that of Cattle before a Thunder Storm.

When suspicion and hostility is allowed to fester, it can erupt into unrest.

Sirens wailed; the revolution had come to Harrisonville. Blood was flowing on Pearl Street.

I don't remember what they said, only the fury of their words, how the air turned raw and full of welts. Later it would remind me of birds trapped inside a closed room, flinging themselves against the windows and the walls, against each other.

I stood staring, not as yet realising that this was death leaping from man to man in that little distant crowd.

It will make the Tea Party look like a tea party.

Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor.

Eventually, someone is going to pick up a brick.

No one wants to see self-destructive riots because there's no future in riots.

There will be water and food fights everywhere.

The Sixties were an era of extreme reality. I miss the smell of tear gas. I miss the fear of getting beaten.

The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat

The fact is that violence gives you a rush.

Man's greatest fear is chaos.

They had certainly exasperated them, and could not disperse them, as after every charge - and some of these drove the people right against the shutters in the shops in the Strand - they returned again.

All I could feel was this warm liquid running down my neck. You automatically think it's blood, it's all in split seconds, so I decided to say I didn't agree with him.