Significant Quotes
"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 live as long as God Himself. Never" (32).
“'Where is God now?'
And I heard a voice within me answer him:
'Where is He? Here He is—He is hanging here on this gallows. . . .'
That night the soup tasted of corpses" (62).
"I've got more faith in Hitler than in anyone else. He's the only one who's kept his promises, all his promises, to the Jewish people" (77).
"We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything--death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere numbers, we were the only men on earth" (83).
"One day when we had stopped, a workman, took a piece of bread out of his bag and and threw it into a wagon. There was a stampede. Dozens of starving men fought each other to the death for a few crumbs. The German workmen took a lively interest in the spectacle" (95).
"From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me. The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me" (109).
“'Where is God now?'
And I heard a voice within me answer him:
'Where is He? Here He is—He is hanging here on this gallows. . . .'
That night the soup tasted of corpses" (62).
"I've got more faith in Hitler than in anyone else. He's the only one who's kept his promises, all his promises, to the Jewish people" (77).
"We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything--death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere numbers, we were the only men on earth" (83).
"One day when we had stopped, a workman, took a piece of bread out of his bag and and threw it into a wagon. There was a stampede. Dozens of starving men fought each other to the death for a few crumbs. The German workmen took a lively interest in the spectacle" (95).
"From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me. The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me" (109).