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.
Our thoughts are clay, they are moulded with the changes of the days;--when we are resting they are good; under fire, they are dead. Fields of craters within and without.
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What this quote means
Our thoughts are shaped by our experiences and circumstances, changing with time; they can be constructive when calm but detrimental under pressure.
This quote by Erich Maria Remarque reflects on the malleable nature of our thoughts and mental states, suggesting that they are influenced by the events we encounter each day. During peaceful times, our thoughts can flourish and lead to positive outcomes, but in stressful situations, they can become stifled or harmful, highlighting the duality of our internal experiences amidst external circumstances.
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In a motivational speech aimed at helping people overcome anxiety, one might start with this quote to illustrate the impact of thoughts.
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