Erich Maria Remarque. Arch (№ 169462)

Previously, it was not so: the man was more confident, he had some kind of support in life, in something he believed, something he achieved. And if it was struck by a love that helped him to survive. Today we have nothing but despair, the pitiful remnants of courage and feelings of internal and external alienation from everything. If today love comes to man, it's eating him like a fire a stack of dry hay. Nothing but her, and she becomes extremely significant, unrestrained, devastating, withering.