For us lads of eighteen they ought to have been mediators and guides to the world of maturity, the world of work, of duty, of culture, of progress -- to the future.
They are more human and more brotherly towards one another, it seems to me, than we are. But perhaps that is merely because they feel themselves to be more unfortunate than us.
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What this quote means
The quote reflects on human empathy, suggesting that those who suffer may connect with each other more deeply than those who do not.
Erich Maria Remarque's quote highlights a profound observation about human relationships and empathy. It suggests that individuals who experience misfortune often forge stronger bonds with one another because they share a common understanding of suffering. This perspective prompts the reader to reflect on their own relationships and the nature of compassion, as it raises the question of whether comfort and privilege can sometimes lead to emotional detachment.
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This quote would be ideal for a discussion on the importance of empathy in social justice movements.
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