Heaven Has No Favorites

The Days, The Weeks, The Years Out Here Shall Come Back Again, And Our Dead Comrades Shall Then Stand Up Again And March With Us, Our Heads Shall Be Clear, We Shall Have A Purpose, And So We Shall March, Our Dead Comrades Beside Us, The Years At The Front Behind Us:—against Whom, Against Whom?

Someone Said To Me Once That A Cigarette At The Right Moment Is Better Than All The Ideals In The World.

Come Let Me Kiss You. Life Was Never So Precious As Today— When It Meant So Little.

All Quiet On The Western Front.

Katczinsky Says It Is All To Do With Education - It Softens The Brain.