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"My faceless neighbor spoke up:'Don't be deluded. Hitler has made it clear that he will annihilate all Jews before the clock strikes twelve.I exploded:'What do you care what he said? Would you want us to consider him a prophet?His cold eyes stared at me. At last he said, wearily:'I have more faith in Hitler than in anyone else. He alone has kept his promises, all his promises, to the Jewish people."
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"For me, every hour is grace. And I feel gratitude in my heart each time I can meet someone and look at his or her smile."
"I had many things to say, I did not have the words to say them. Painfully aware of my limitations, I watched helplessly and language became an obstacle. It became clear that it would be necessary to invent a new language... I would pause at every sentence, and start over and over again. I would conjure up other verbs, other images, other silent cries. It still was not right. But what exactly was 'it? 'It was something elusive, darkly shrouded for fear of being usurped, profaned. All the dictionary had to offer seemed meager, pale, lifeless."
"If life is not a celebration, why remember it ? If life --- mine or that of my fellow man --- is not an offering to the other, what are we doing on this earth?"
"Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking, loving and dreaming. At night everything is more intense, more true. The echo of words that have been spoken during the day takes on a new and deeper meaning."
"I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I've been closer to him for that reason."
"The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes."
"I decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again."
"And then, there was no longer any reason for me to fast. I no longer accepted God's silence. As I swallowed my ration of soup, I turned that act into a symbol of rebellion, of protest against Him. And I nibbled on my crust of bread. Deep inside me, I felt a great void opening."
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