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physically -from the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me pg. 115
spiritually- as i swallowed my ration of soup, i turned that act into a symbol of rebellion of protest against him and i nibbled my crust of bread. deep inside me, i felt a great void opening pg.69

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there was nothing else to do but go to to bed pg 21 lie´s dad dies yet he thinks he is free at last. which is true because he doesn´t have to help him anymore so he doesn´t have to be responsible for him anymore either.

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emotionally:I did not weep,and it pained me that i could not weep. pg.112
physically:  his name changed to A-7713 pg.51

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emotionally: what are you?my god?

mentally: never shall i forget the small faces of the children whose bodies i saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky -pg.34

physically:from the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me -pg.115

"I had looked on and said nothing. Yesterday I should have sunk my nails into the criminal's flesh.Had I changed so much then? So quickly?" pg- 39

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Mentally: Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live-p.34
Physically: I kept repeating to myself"Don't think,Don't stop, Run!-p.86
Spiritually:Where is god's mercy? Where is god?-p.77

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¨I did not weep,and it pained me that i could not weep.But I was out of tears .And deep inside of me,if i could have searched the recesses of my feeble conscience,i might have found something like:Free at last!...¨ pg.112

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Emotionally: What are You, my God? I thought angrily. How do you compare to this stricken mass gathered to affirm to You their faith, their anger, their defiance? Page 66
Mentally: Then the entire camp, block after block, filed past the hanged boy and stared at his extinguished eyes, the tongue hanging from his gaping mouth.... i remember that on that evening, the soup tasted better than ever...
Behind me, I heard the same man asking: "For God's sake, where is God?" And from within me, I heard a voice answer: "Where He is? This is where - hanging here from this gallows..." That night, the soup tasted like corpses. Page 62-65
Physically: My head was spinning: you are too skinny.... you are too weak.... you are too skinny, you are good for the ovens.... Page 72
Spiritually: "Blessed be God's name..." ..... Blessed be God's name? Why, but why would I bless him? Every fiber in me rebelled. Because He caused thousands of children to burn in His mass graves

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We were withered trees in the heart of the desert. Pg 37.

I watched darkness fade through the bluish skylights in the roof. I no longer was afraid. I was overcome by fatigue. Pg 36.

The instincts of self-preservation, of self-defense, of pride, had all deserted us. Pg 36

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Emotionally: I stood petrified. What had happened to me? My father had just been struck, in front of me, and I had not even blinked. -p. 39
Mentally: That night the soup tasted of corpses. -p.65
Emotionally: I saw myself in every stiffened corpse. -p.89

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Mentally-Never shall i forget the flames that consumed my faith forever pg-34
emotionally-what are you, my god? i thought angrily. How do you compare to this stricken mass gathered to affirm to you their faith their anger, their defiance? pg-66
physically-i remained more then an hour leaning over him,looking at him, etching his bloody, broken face into my mind pg-112

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Mentally- Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky. -p. 34
Emotionally- Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams into ashes. -p. 34
Physically-  We were withered trees in the heart of the desert. -p. 37

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emotionally: what are you?my god?

mentally: never shall i forget the small faces of the children whose bodies i saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky -pg.34

physically:from the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me -pg.115

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Isabella Welch,Tristun Parr and Leslie V.

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Isabella Welch,Tristun Parr and Leslie V.

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Spiritually-"Where is god's mercy? Where's god? How can I Believe,How can anyone believe in this god of mercy?" -pg.77
Mentally-" I stood petrified. What had happened to me? My father had just been struck, in front of me,  and I had not even blinked. I had watched and kept silent. Only yesterday, I would have dug my nails into this criminals flesh."-pg 39
Physically-"How he has aged since last night! His body was completely twisted, shriveled up into himself. His eyes were glazed over, his lips parched, decayed."-pg 88

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Emotionally: What are you? My God?
Mentally: "That's all we thought about. No thought of revenge, or of parents. Only of bread."-pg.115
Physically: " His body was completely twisted, shriveled up into himself"-pg.88

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Physical: From  the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. -p. 115