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Night by Elie Wiesel
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"The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference."
Theme
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“And he himself was so thin, so withered, so weak…”
Repetition ("so")
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“The race seemed endless; I felt as though I had been running for years..”
Hyperbole
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“Jealousy devoured us, consumed us.”
Personification
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"The yellow star? Oh well, what of it? You don’t die of it… (Poor Father! Of what then did you die?)"
Foreshadowing, Irony
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“The camp looked as though it had been through an epidemic: empty and dead.”
Simile
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“That SS officer in the muddy barack must have been lying: Auschwitz was, after all, a convalescent home…”
Irony
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“I nodded, once, ten times, endlessly. As if my head had decided to say yes for all eternity.”
Hyperbole
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"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."
Imagery, Symbolism (corpse = Wiesel’s inner death and loss of identity)
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"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."
Imagery, Symbolism (night=loss of faith, darkness)
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“My father’s voice tore me from my daydreams…”
Personification
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"I did not weep, and it pained me that I could not weep. But I had no more tears."
Metaphor, Symbolism (tears = exhaustion of spirit)
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"Humanity? Humanity is not concerned with us. Today, anything is allowed. Anything is possible, even these crematories."
Hyperbole, Juxtaposition, Tone
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“I was putting one foot in front of the other, like a machine. I was dragging this emancipated body that was still such a weight.”
Simile
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"Bread, soup - these were my entire life. I was nothing but a body. Perhaps even less: a famished stomach."
Imagery, Hyperbole (dehumanization)
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“As for my mother, she was walking, her face a mask without word, deep in thought”
Metaphor
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“My heart was about to burst. There. I was face-to-face with the Angel of Death…”
Hyperbole
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