But, we shall not die


” Don’t think about anything and don’t ask any questions. Do you see the light of the street lamps and the thousands of coloured signs out there? We are living in a dying age, and this city quivers with life. We are torn from everything and we have nothing left but our hearts. I was in the land of the moon, and I’ve come back, and here you are life. Don’t ask anything more. There are more secrets in your hair than in a thousand questions. Here, before us, is the night; a few hours and an eternity, until the morning rumbles against the windows.

That people love each other is everything; a marvel and the most obvious thing in the world. This is what I felt today when the night melted away in a flowering bush and the wind smelled of strawberries; and without love, one is a dead man on furlough, nothing but a scrap of paper with a few dates and a chance name on it, and we as well die!

But, we shall not die. No, not we!

Only time. Damned time. It always dies. We live. We always live!! When you wake up, it is spring and when you go to sleep it is autumn and a thousand times in between it is winter and summer, and if we love eachother enough, we are immortal and indestructible like the heartbreat and the rain and the wind, and that is much.

Day to day, we are conquerors, beloved. And year to year we are defracted. But, who wants to realize that and to whom does it matter?

The hour is life. The moment is closest to eternity. Your eyes glisten. Stardust trickles through eternity. Gods can age, but your mouth is young. The enigma thrembles between us, the YOU and ME! Call and Answer! Out of evenings, out of dusks, out of the ecstasies of all lovers, pressed from the remotest cries of brutal lust in golden storms, the endless road from the amoeba to Ruth and Esther and Helen and Aspasia, to blue Madonnas in chapels on the road. From jungle and animal, to you, to YOU!”

 “Arch of Triumph” Erich Maria Remarque

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