oceanofnoise2
oceanofnoise2:

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has  turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times  sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little  faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke  beneath a silent blue sky.
Never shall I forget those flames which consumed my faith forever.
Never shall I forget that nocturnal silence which deprived me, for all  eternity, of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments  which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never  shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as  God Himself. Never. 

Night, Elie Wiesel.

oceanofnoise2:

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky.

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

Never shall I forget that nocturnal silence which deprived me, for all eternity, of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never.Β 

Night, Elie Wiesel.