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"I had ceased to pray I concurred with job! I was not denying his existence, but doubted his absolute justice." pg. 45

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"Why do I pray? Strange question. Why do I live? Why do I breathe?" pg 4

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"Why did I pray? Strange question." pg. 4

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"Behind me, I heard the same man asking: 'Where is God now?' And I heard a voice within him answer him: 'Where is He? Here He is- he is hanging here on this gallows..." pg 62

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"I did not fast, mainly to please my father, who had forbidden me to do so. But further, there was no longer any reason why I should fast. I no longer accepted God's silence. As I swallowed my bowl of soup, I saw in the gesture an act of rebelling and protest against Him." pg 66

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"A prayer rose in m heart, to that God in whom I no longer believed." pg 87

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“My anger rises up within faith and not outside it.” pg. 67

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“I pray to the God within me that He will give me the strength to ask Him the right questions.” pg.87

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"I refused to give him my shoes. They were all I had left."

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"Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever. Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes." Pg. 34

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"For the first time, I felt anger rise within me. Why should I sanctify his name? The Almighty, the eternal master of the Universe, chose to be silent. What was there to thank him for?" Pg. 33

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"Moishe was not the same. The joy in his eyes was gone. He longer sang. He no longer mentioned either God or Kaballah. He only spoke of what he had seen." Pg. 7

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"Why, but why would I bless him? Every fiber in me rebelled because he caused thousands of children to burn in His mass graves?" Pg. 67

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Self Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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Self Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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"The old man mumbled something, groaned, and died. Nobody cared. His son searched him, took the crust of bread and began to devour it." pg. 101

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"Don't yell my son... Have pity on your old father... Let me rest here... I beg you, I'm so tired... No more strength...'
He had become childlike: weak, frightened, vulnerable." Pg. 105

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"For three years, they had stayed close to one another. Side by side, they had endured the suffering and the blows. Three years, from camp to camp, from selection to selection. And now-when the end seemed near-fate had separated them." Pg. 91

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Self perseveration vs.  Family Commitment 

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Self perseveration vs.  Family Commitment 

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"Come, Father, It's better there. You'll be able to lie down. We'll take turns. I'll watch over you and you'll watch over me. We won't let each other go to sleep. We'll look after each other." pg. 89

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"We continued our march. We were coming closer and closer to the pit, from which the infernal heat was rising. Twenty more steps. If I was going to kill myself, this was the time." Pg. 33

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"It was good to have a Jew as your leader... He was totally devoted to defending "his" block, Whenever he could he would "organize" a cauldron of soup for the young, for the weak, for all those who dreamed more of an extra portion of food than of liberty." pg. 51

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"She was smiling her mournful smile as she slipped me a crust of bread... and she said, in almost perfect German: "Bite your lips, little brother...Don't cry.Keep your anger, your hate, for another day, for later, The day will come but not not... Wait. Clench your teeth and wait." pg 63

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"In the wagon where the bread had landed, a battle had ensued. Men were hurling themselves against each other, trampling. tearing at and mauling each other. Beasts of prey unleashed, animal hate in their eyes. An extraordinary vitality possessed the, sharpening their teeth and nails... And the spectators observed these emacated creatures ready to kill for a crust of bread." pg 101

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"One day when we had stopped, a workman took a piece of bread out of his bag and threw it into a wagon. There was a stampede. Dozens of starving men fought each other to the death for a few crumbs. The German workman took lively interest in this spectacle." pg 105

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"I'm afraid...I'm afraid...that they'll break my violin...I've brought with me." pg 99

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Dignity in the face of Inhuman Cruelty  

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Dignity in the face of Inhuman Cruelty  

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"We stayed for a long time at the assembly place. No one dared to drag himself away from this mirage, Then it was time to go to bed and the prisoners made their way over to their blocks. I heard people wishing one another a Happy New Year!" pg. 75

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"From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me." pg. 115

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"One more stab to the heart, one more reason to hate. One less reason to live." pg. 109

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Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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"If only i didn't find him! If only I were relieved of this responsibility, I could use all my strength to fight for my own survival, to take care only of myself..." pg. 106

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"He was on the point motioning his assistants to draw the chair from the prisoner's feet, when the latter cried, in a calm, strong voice: 'Long live liberty, a curse upon Germany'" pg. 69

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"I dragged myself to my corner. I ached all over. I felt a cool hand wiping my blood-stained forehead. It was the French girl" pg. 60-61

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Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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"He had felt his father growing weaker and believed that the end was near, had thought by this separation to free himself of a burden that could diminish his own chance for survival." pg.

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" 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 criminal's flesh. pg. 39

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"I became A-7713. From then on, I had no other name." pg. 42

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"They struck her several times on the head, blows that might have killed her. Her little boy clung to her, he did not cry out, he did not say a word. He was not even weeping now." pg. 35

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Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment

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Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment

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"I stood petrified. What had happened to me? My father has just been struck, in front of me, and i had not even blinked. I had watched and kept silent" pg. 39

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"If that is true, then I don't want to wait. I'll run into the electrified barbed wire. That would be easier than a slow death in flames." pg. 33

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“God knows what I would have given to be able to sleep a few moments. But deep inside, I knew that to sleep meant to die. And something in me rebelled against that death.” Pg. 89

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Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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"Naturally, we refused to be separated." pg. 20

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Self-Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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“My whole desire to live became concentrated in my nails. I scratched, I fought for a breath of air. I tore at decaying flesh that did not respond. I could not free myself of that mass weighing down on my chest. Who knows? Was I struggling with a dead man?” Pg. 94

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"I no longer thought of my father, or my mother. From time to time, I would dream. But only about soup, an extra ration of soup.” Pg. 113

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Self-Preservation vs. Family Commitment 

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“The instincts of self-preservation, of self-defense, of pride, had all deserted us. In one terrifying moment of lucidity, I thought of us as damned souls wandering through the void, souls condemned to wander through space until the end of time, seeking redemption, seeking oblivion, without any hope of finding either.” pg. 36

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"In front of us, those flames. In the air, the smell of burning flesh." pg. 28

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"Leave me," he said. "I can't go on anymore... Have pity on me." Page 105