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      <title>&quot;Night&quot; Literary Analysis Quote Bank (Period 7) by Mary Jane Butac</title>
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         <title>Click on the &quot;+&quot; button next to the essay question and write your quote in the subject line.</title>
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         <title>&quot;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&quot; (115).</title>
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         <title>&quot;Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp that turned my life into one long night seven times sealed&quot; (34).</title>
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         <title>&quot;Since my father&#39;s death, nothing mattered to me anymore&quot; (113).</title>
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         <title>“How was it possible that men, women, and children were being burned and that the world kept quiet?”(32)</title>
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         <title>“My father was a cultured man, rather unsentimental. He rarely displayed his feelings, not even within his family, and was more involved with the welfare of others than with that of his own kin” (4).</title>
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         <title>“How much longer would our lives be lived from one “last night” to the next” (83).</title>
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         <title>“What’s more, if I felt anger at that moment, it was not directed at the Kapo but at my father. Why couldn’t he have avoided Idek’s wrath? That was what life in a concentration camp had made of me…” (54).</title>
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         <title>“Whose was that tear? Mine? His? I said nothing. Never before had we understood one another so clearly.” (68) </title>
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         <title>“I ran to look for my father. At the same time I was afraid of having to wish him a happy year in which I no longer believed…Never before had we understood each other so clearly” (69).</title>
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         <title>“This discussion continued for some time. I knew that I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself, with Death that he had already chosen.” (105)  </title>
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         <title>“I had watched it all happening without moving. I kept silent.” (54).</title>
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         <title>“I did not weep, and it pained me that I could not weep. But I was out of tears. And deep inside me, if I could have searched the recesses of my feeble conscience, I might have found something like: Free at last!” (112).</title>
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         <title>“ ‘Don’t talk like that Father.’ I was on the verge of breaking into sobs… ‘We’ll see each other tonight, after work’ ” (75).</title>
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         <title>&quot;I became A-7713. From then on, I had no other name&quot; (42).</title>
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         <title>“I knew that I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself, with Death that he had already chosen” (105).</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>"I too had become a different person. The student of Talmud, the child I was, had been consumed by the flames. All that was left was a shape that resembled me. My soul had been invaded—and devoured—by a black flame.” (36)</p>]]></description>
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         <title>“So we were men after all?”(84).</title>
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         <title>“They had orders to shoot anyone who could not sustain the pace. Their fingers on the triggers, they did not deprive themselves of the pleasure.” (85)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>“As for me, I was thinking not about death but about not wanting to be separated from my father. We had already suffered so much, endured so much together. This was not the moment to separate” (82).</p>]]></description>
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         <title>“Yet at the same time a thought crept into my mind: If only I didn’t find him” (106).</title>
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         <title>“The gates of the camp opened. It seemed as though an even darker night was waiting for up on the other side” (84).</title>
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         <title>“The night was growing longer, never ending” (98).</title>
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         <title>“The idea of dying, of ceasing to be, began to fascinate me. To no longer exist. To no longer feel the excruciating pain of my foot. To no longer feel anything, neither fatigue nor cold, nothing” (86)</title>
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         <title>&quot;My eyes had opened and I was alone, terribly alone in a world without God, without man. Without love or Mercy. &quot;(68).</title>
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         <title>“Yet at the same time a thought crept into my mind: 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.. Instantly I felt ashamed, ashamed of myself forever” (106).</title>
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         <title>“I spent my days in total idleness. With only one desire: to eat. I no longer thought of my father, or my mother”(113).</title>
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         <pubDate>2023-11-16 21:54:24 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Could this be just a nightmare? An unimaginable nightmare?&quot; (31).</title>
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         <pubDate>2023-11-16 21:56:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies transformed into smoke under a silent sky.”(34)</title>
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         <title>&quot;That night, the soup tasted of corpses&quot; (65).</title>
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         <pubDate>2023-11-16 22:01:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“My father was crying. It was the first time I saw him cry” (19). </title>
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         <pubDate>2023-11-16 22:10:46 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;The days became short and the nights almost unbearable&quot; (77).</title>
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         <pubDate>2023-11-17 23:42:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;There was shouting outside, in the courtyard. Night had fallen&quot; (92).</title>
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