I remember when I first read E.M. Forster's A Passage to India. I'd heard for such a long time that the book was marvelous, descriptive, unforgettable... but I don't think I was quite prepared for the description, that draws you in. And, there's something about some of those passages that seem to stay with you--like an old friend. Somewhere in those lines-passages-pages, we fall upon a fascinating mix of light-and-dark, of illusion-and-reality, of being and belonging, of knowing and being. Have you ever felt so much like a stranger in a strange land, or like you belong in a place so far out of your realm of understanding?

In Passage to India, E.M. Forster writes: "In England the moon had seemed dead and alien; here she was caught in the shawl of night together with earth and all other stars. A sudden sense of unity, of kinship with the heavenly bodies, passed into the old woman and out, like water through a tank, leaving a strange freshness behind."

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Erich Maria Remarque was born on June 22, 1898. He would later be in the unique position to write his famous war novel, All Quiet on the Western Front, after his experience at 18 years of age, as a soldier on the front lines in World War I. With terse prose, he writes about the horrors of war, centering around Paul Bäumer, a young soldier.

In this anti-war novel, Remarque writes: "To me the front is a mysterious whirlpool. Though I am in still water far away from its centre, I feel the whirl of the vortex sucking me slowly, irresistibly, inescapably into itself." Read more quotes from Erich Maria Remarque, and All Quiet on the Western Front.