Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, that turned my life into one long night seven times sealed.
Never shall I forget that smoke.
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.
Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live.
Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes.
Never shall I forget those things, even were I condemned to live as long as God Himself.
Never.

Author: Elie Wiesel

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, that turned my life into one long night seven times sealed.<br />Never shall I forget that smoke.<br />Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky.<br />Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever.<br />Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live.<br />Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes.<br />Never shall I forget those things, even were I condemned to live as long as God Himself.<br />Never. - Elie Wiesel


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