Quote by: Erich Maria Remarque

The music enchanted the air. It was like the south wind, like a warm night, like swelling sails beneath the stars, completely and utterly unreal... It made everything spacious and colourful, the dark stream of life seemed pulsing in it; there were no burdens any more, no limits; there existed only glory and melody and love, so that one simply could not realize that, at the same time as this music was, outside there ruled poverty and torment and despair.


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Author Bio


  • NameErich Maria Remarque
  • DescriptionGerman novelist
  • AliasesErich Paul Remark
  • BornJune 22, 1898
  • DiedSeptember 25, 1970
  • CountryGermany; United States Of America
  • ProfessionWriter; Novelist; Playwright
  • WorksAll Quiet On The Western Front
  • AwardsGrand Merit Cross Of The Order Of Merit Of The Federal Republic Of Germany