The Coffin, It Shall Protect

Trenches, Hospitals, The Common Grave--there Are No Other Possibilities.

The War Has Ruined Us For Everything.

No Soldier Outlives A Thousand Chances. But Every Soldier Believes In Chance And Trusts His Luck.

I Felt The First Soft Glow Of Intoxication That Makes The Blood Warmer And Spreads An Illusion Of Adventure Over Uncertainty.

We Have Lost All Sense Of Other Considerations, Because They Are Artificial. Only The Facts Are Real And Important To Us. And Good Boots Are Hard To Come By." - All Quiet On The Western Front, Ch. 2