You are not fully dressed until you wear a smile. A smile is a language that even a baby understands. Don't cry because it's over, SMILE because it happened! "If you have made another person on this earth smile, your life has been worthwhile." "Get out of bed forcing a smile. You may not smile because you are cheerful; but if you will force yourself to smile you'll . . .be cheerful because you smile." "He who smiles rather than rages is always the stronger." "Every time a man smiles, and much more when he laughs, it adds something to his fragment of life." "It's easy enough to be pleasant when everything goes like a song, but the man who is worthwhile, is the man who can smile when everything goes dead wrong." Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important." "Smile! If you can't lift the corners, let the middle sag." This is a quote from a dear old friend of mine, Leo Daniel:
The hospital begins using paper bandages because the cloth ones have become scarce. Kropp's leg heals, but he is more solemn and less talkative than he used to be. Paul thinks that Kropp would have killed himself if he were not in a room with other patients. Paul receives leave to go home and finish healing. When his time at home is done, parting from his mother is even harder than the last time. She is weaker than before. Summary The German army continues to weaken, but the war rages on. Paul and his comrades cease to count the weeks they have spent fighting. Paul compares war to a deadly disease like the flu, tuberculosis, or cancer. The men's thoughts are molded by "the changes of the days": when they are fighting, their thoughts go dead; when they are resting, their thoughts are good. Their prewar lives are "no longer valid" since the years before they joined the army have ceased to mean anything. Before, they were "coins of different provinces"; now, they are "melted
That else leans on the affair: pray you, make haste. Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught— As my great power thereof may give thee sense, Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red After the Danish sword, and thy free awe Pays homage to us—thou mayst not coldly set Our sovereign process; which imports at full, By letters congruing to that effect, The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England; For like the hectic in my blood he rages, And thou must cure me: till I know 'tis done, Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun. Exit 136 SCENE IV. A plain in Denmark. Enter FORTINBRAS, a Captain, and Soldiers, marching PRINCE FORTINBRAS Go, captain, from me greet the Danish king; Tell him that, by his licence, Fortinbras Craves the conveyance of a promised march Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous. If that his majesty would aught with us,
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