Night by Elie Wiesel

"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."

"The yellow star? Oh well, what of it? You don’t die of it… (Poor Father! Of what then did you die?)"

"Humanity? Humanity is not concerned with us. Today, anything is allowed. Anything is possible, even these crematories."

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