"Never shall I forget that night that first night in camp that turned my life into one long night.
Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky.
Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever,
Those moments that murdered my god and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes. Never."
-Elie Wiesel, Night
I read Night about 10 years ago, it sits on my bookshelf and I won't read it again as it gave me nightmares.
I wrote on Facebook today that he stuck his finger in the eye of the Nazis who wanted him dead by living a nice long life with a wife and children.
RIP Elie Wiesel.
Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky.
Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever,
Those moments that murdered my god and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes. Never."
-Elie Wiesel, Night
I read Night about 10 years ago, it sits on my bookshelf and I won't read it again as it gave me nightmares.
I wrote on Facebook today that he stuck his finger in the eye of the Nazis who wanted him dead by living a nice long life with a wife and children.
RIP Elie Wiesel.
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