"Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky. Never shall I forget those flames which consumed my faith forever. Never shall I forget that nocturnal silence which deprived me, for all eternity, of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to life as long as God himself. Never."
-Elie Weisel, author, Nobel Laureate, and Holocaust survivor.
This passage is haunting, isn't it? I swear, Mel, we cry/melt/leap at the same passages in books with our little highlighters and notebooks poised in hand, ready to copy at a moment's notice.
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