I shall always remember that smile. From what world did it come from? - Elie Wiesel

In the beginning there was faith - which is childish; trust - which is vain; and illusion - which is dangerous.

"Yisgadal, veyiskadash, shmey raba...May His name be celebrated and sanctified..." whispered my father.
For the first time, I felt anger rising within me. Why should I sanctify His name? The Almighty, the eternal and terrible Master of the Universe, chose to be silent. What was there to thank Him for?

We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything — death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere numbers, we were the only men on earth.