From the beloved author of "All Quiet on the Western Front, Flotsam" is a terrifying portrait of Europe as the Nazi shadow falls over the continent.
Political dissidents, Jews, medical students, petty criminals: Among the thousands of displaced persons traveling the unpaved roads of Europe, there are Steiner and Kern. Both have irritated officials for outstaying their two-week sojourn in Czechoslovakia. And so they must leave. Not that either has any place to go. Not in 1939. But when a man is led by a guard to the border of one country, he must try another. Until he is escorted from that one too.
Living hand-to-mouth, selling shoelaces and safety pins for a few pennies, Steiner and Kern find that, remarkably, there are still pleasures to be had. Paris, for one; love, for another. For amid the heartless cruelty and cold-blooded laws of the Nazi state, there is still humanity and kindness. And there is incomparable joy in falling in love, surviving, and telling your story so it is never forgotten.
"The world has a great writer in Erich Maria Remarque. He is a craftsman of unquestionably first rank, a man who can bend language to his will. Whether he writes of men or of inanimate nature, his touch is sensitive, firm, and sure."--"The New York Times Book Review.
About the Author
Erich Maria Remarque, ne Erich Paul Remark, ne le 22 juin 1898 a Osnabruck, mort le 25 septembre 1970 a Locarno, Suisse, est un ecrivain allemand. Son livre "A l'Ouest, rien de nouveau" (Im Westen nichts Neues), roman pacifiste sur la Premiere Guerre mondiale, connut, des sa parution en 1929, un succes mondial retentissant et reste un ouvrage-phare sur le premier conflit mondial. Ce livre fut brule lors des autodafes nazis des 1933. Remarque s'exila en Suisse, puis aux Etats-Unis et y obtint sa naturalisation en 1947. Un mythe, en partie propage par les nazis, pretend qu'il s'appelait Erich Maria Kramer et que Remarque ne serait que la forme francisee de ce nom inverse.
“The world has a great writer in Erich Maria Remarque. He is a craftsman of unquestionably first rank, a man who can bend language to his will. Whether he writes of men or of inanimate nature, his touch is sensitive, firm, and sure.”—The New York Times Book Review