" No, not fifty. forty . Do you understand?Eighteen and Forty"
" Each person will be allowed to take only his own personal belongings. A bag on our backs, some food, few clothes. nothing else."
Lets bomb the building in the holocaust
Okay lets go
" Pain of death"
Where is God?
"Then i was aware of nothing but the strokes of the whip."One Two...., he counted.
"Then we began to hear airplanes. Almost at once, the barracks began to shake."They're bombing Buna!" Someone shouted."
"Struggling between life and death, dying in slow agony under our eyes. And we had to look him full in the face. He was still alive when i walked passed in front of him. His tongue was still red, his eyes were not yet glazed."