Night Had Fallen (1)

June 13, 2006


The past few days I have been reading Night by Elie Wiesel. I read the book two summers ago, I believe, but this time around I read a new translation by Wiesel's wife. I think it was more poignant this time around. A few things stuck out to me this second time, and I'll be blogging and reflecting on them the next few days. I'll post primarily quotes and then tie everything together at the end. For starters, this tragic quote will suffice. (pg. 34, emphasis mine)

"Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, that turned my life into one long night seven times sealed.

Never shall I forget that smoke.

Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky.

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

Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live.

Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes.

Never shall I forget those things, even were I condemned to live as long as God Himself.


One Response to “Night Had Fallen (1)”

  1. […] My posts (#1, #2 , #3, #4) on Night were varied – a few from the book itself, one from the preface, and one from Wiesel's Nobel prize acceptance speech. The common thread in all of them was the numerous mentions of faith, and each quote demonstrated different aspects of Wiesel's faith, particularly loss and renewal. And the post that ties them all together is this: […]

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