All Quiet on the Western Front / На Западном фронте без перемен

This book is intended neither as an accusation nor as a confession, but simply as an attempt to give an account of1 a generation that was destroyed by the war – even those of it who survived the shelling.

even able to fill up a mess-tin for later

that will keep us going. We haven’t had a stroke of luck 3

wouldn’t mind about the meal, but I can only give out the other rations for eighty,’ insisted Ginger

In the end Katczinsky shouted to him, ‘Come on, mate, open up your soup kitchen1! Anyone can see the beans are done!’