Erich Marie Remarque’s novel, All Quiet on the Western Front, depicts the terrible days spent by the Germans in World War I. Remarque portrays sickening sights like flamethrowers mauling people and knives on the ends of bayonets jabbing through the bodies of the soldiers. These images have long-lasting effects in my mind because these boys in the novel are only a year older than me and the thought of a man approaching me with a flamethrower is unfathomable. Another picture he describes is life in the trenches. He talks about how the trenches were so unsanitary that rats the size of cats were running around eating the dead bodies and the food for the soldiers. The visions of the dark times that these young men went through are implausible and