get to read All Quiet on the Western Front.
Check out this passage...
"To-day we would pass through the scenes of our youth like travellers. We are burnt up by hard facts; like tradesmen we understand distinctions, and like butchers, necessities. We are no longer untroubled -- we are indifferent. We might exist there, but should we really live there?
We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial -- I believe we are lost."
Beautiful, in a terribly grim way.
Well, not really. I've got a metric fuck-ton of reading to do this term. Four books for Survey of Asian Lit, as well as a packet of assorted excerpts. Aside from that I have weekly reading from my history book "The West in the World," and then I have to read All Quiet on the Western Front. Actually, I