The following are excerpts from Professor Elie Wiesel's book Night:-

I pinched my face. Was I still alive? Was I awake? I could not believe it. How could it be possible for them to burn people, children, and for the world to keep silent? No, none of this could be true. It was a nightmare. (Pg. 42.)

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in the camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. Never shall I forget the smoke. (Pg. 44.)

I did not weep, and it pained me that I could not weep. But I had no more tears. And, in the depths of my being, in the recesses of my weakened conscience, could I have searched it, I might perhaps have found something like- free at last! (Pg. 124.)

From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me. The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me. (Pg. 127.)