|The heart with a mind of its own.(Be present.)||The mind with a heart of its own.(It's past.)||The dream that is your waking life.(Go there now.)|
I am already dead.
At Dachau, and before going on to view the concentration camp, you can have a McDonald’s hamburger at the train station.
No one may speak for the dead, no one may interpret their mutilated dreams and visions.--eliewiesel nobel peace prize acceptance speech
If she takes pity on him,it means she loves him.-russian saying
what it means to be a religious person is to be terrified of the possibility that you’re going to harm someone else,”
There comes a time in every friendship when you have to say, “I never liked you. Get lost.”
The Sutzkever story identifies the torturer as Martin Weiss, a notorious Nazi who was sentenced to prison after the war. From: Ghetto Vilna
there were shouting matches over the primacy of suffering and the ownership of memory
According to Clyde Farnsworth in the New York Times Magazine (February 2, 1964), Wiesenthal once spent the Sabbath at the home of a former Mauthausen inmate, now a well-to-do jewelry manufacturer. After dinner his host said, "Simon, if you had gone back to building houses, you'd be a millionaire. Why didn't you?" "You're a religious man," replied Wiesenthal. "You believe in God and life after death. I also believe. When we come to the other world and meet the millions of Jews who died in the camps and they ask us, ‘What have you done?,’ there will be many answers. You will say, ‘I became a jeweler,’ Another will say, ‘I have smuggled coffee and American cigarettes,’ Another will say, ‘I built houses,’ But I will say, ‘I did not forget you’."
Franz Stangl was at that time extremely vain. He was always perfectly dressed and his affectations reached the point of absurdity. He regarded himself as being all powerful, as indeed he actually was. His countenance reflected a great deal of arrogance, in spite of his possessing some kind and tender traits. He undoubtedly looked snobbish. He was always well groomed; his Hauptmann’s high ranking police officer’s uniform was always shiny and well-pressed, and fitted him beautifully. His height was 1.74m and he was of slender build. He usually wore a cap which showed that he still retained all of his light-brown air. He looked thirty years old and healthy. He always swung his white gloves from his hand, and his boots were like mirrors, clean and shiny. He had the air of a superior man, a characteristic peculiar to all Aryans, who revered their ancestry. He was always smiling, friendly, and happy, although at the cost of the unhappiness of others. He spoke slowly in a soft voice which betrayed his unshakeable calm. The words he pronounced sounded mild and affable, showing how well bred and refined he was. His appearance was that of a university lecturer, due to the mixture of attitudes that he deliberately cultivated.
The other SS-man, Gustav Wagner, was a giant nearly two metres tall. He had a huge body, must have weighed more than a hundred kilos and was as strong as an ox. His main peculiarity lay in the fact that he had extremely long arms, which reached down to his knees, in an absurdly disproportionate way. He also had a severe deformity in one of his shoulders, which was much narrower than the other, and this made him walk with a strange gait, always leaning towards the right. His way of swinging his body right and left gave him the appearance of an orang-utan. His face was like a skull made of granite, so rigid was it. His eyes were such a dark green that they could hypnotise anyone who looked fixedly at them. However, they were lustreless like those of a dead fish, with no life or sparkle.
They had not learned to live like the others, but they had known how to die like no one else.
Like many men capable of great acts of physical courage which verge quite often on desperation, he lacked the finer kind of courage in the conduct of his life which was needed when serious difficulties overcame him."--of herman goering