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Elie realization that its not just an illusion 

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Elie realization that its not just an illusion 

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"The beloved objects that we had carried with us from place to place were now left behind and with them finally , our illusions

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Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky

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Elie and his father has been dehumanized 

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Elie and his father has been dehumanized 

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Humanity? Humanity is not concerned with us. Today anything is allowed. Anything is possible, even these crematories.

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The next day the prisoners are tattooed on their left arms. Elie becomes A-7713. In the evening, tens of thousands of prisoners stand for roll call as the SS checks the numbers on their arms. They get black coffee in the morning, soup at noon, and a piece of bread and something else at night. Eight days go by.

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Elie having hope and believing in his god  

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Elie having hope and believing in his god  

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Some talked of God, of his mysterious ways, of the sins of the Jewish people, and of their future deliverance. But I had ceased to pray. How I sympathized with Job! I did not deny God's existence, but I doubted his absolute justice.

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Certain skilled workers are weeded out and the rest are sent to another barracks.elie's father asks the gypsy deportee in charge of the barracks if he can use the lavatory. The man knocks his father down. elie does not move, and feels guilty, although his father says it doesn't hurt.

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Elie realizing things are gonna get worse 

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Elie realizing things are gonna get worse 

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Never shall I forget those flames which consumed my faith forever.