ears come, they can take nothing from me, they can take nothing more. I am so alone, and so without hope that I can confront them without fear. The life that has borne me through these years is still in my hands and my eyes. Whether I have subdued it, I know not. But so long as it is there it will seek its own way out, heedless of the will that is within me (Remarque 295).
Paul has emerged from the horrors of war not only with his will to live intact, and calmed, but with a clear and simple perception of his place as a vulnerable human individual in a vast reality in which there are forces beyond his control. To some extent, and with some serenity, Paul has come to terms with those forces. When he writes of being "so without hope," he is saying that hope for more than reality is a false burden which he no longer finds meaningful.
Remarque is not saying that human beings are thoroughly good inside and out, lest the war about which he writes
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