Sara Mingu


You don't have a soul, you are a soul. You have a body. One day our teacher asked the question "what do you want to be when you grow up" and I said "I want to be happy". He said I hadn't understood the question, and I said he hadn't understood life. "But now, for the first time, I see you are a man like me. I thought of your hand-grenades, of your bayonet, of your rifle; now I see your wife and your face and our fellowship. Forgive me, comrade. We always see it too late. Why do they never tell us that you are poor devils like us, that your mothers are just as anxious as ours, and that we have the same fear of death, and the same dying and the same agony--Forgive me, comrade; how could you be my enemy?" - Erich Maria Remarque~

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