All Quiet on the Western Front
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Monotonously the lorries sway, monotonously come the calls, monotonously falls the rain. It falls on our heads and on the heads of the dead up in the line, on the body of the little recruit with the wound that is so much too big for his hip; it falls on Kemmerich’s grave; it falls in our hearts.
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“Albert, what would you do if it were suddenly peace-time again?” “There won’t be any peace-time,” says Albert bluntly. “Well, but if--” persists Müller, “what would you do?” “Clear out of this!” growls Kropp. “Of course. And then what?” “Get drunk,” says Albert. “Don’t talk rot, I mean seriously--” “So do I,” says Kropp, “what else should a man do?”
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