
“I keep remembering — I keep remembering. My heart has no pity on me.”
Source: The Red Pyramid
“I keep remembering — I keep remembering. My heart has no pity on me.”
Maybe I should've told my story first.
Blue Collar Comedy Tour Rides Again
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 93.
" Children Really are Not People http://books.google.com/books?id=w0FnrZaKX7MC&q=%22Children+are+different+mentally+physically+spiritually+quantitatively+qualitatively+and+furthermore+they're+all+a+little+bit+nuts%22&pg=PA157#v=onepage," Please Don't Eat the Daisies, The Saturday Evening Post, 27 July 1957 http://books.google.com/books?id=0QkfAQAAMAAJ&q=%22Children+are+different+mentally+physically+spiritually+quantitatively+qualitatively+and+furthermore+they're+all+a+little+bit+nuts%22&pg=PA17#v=onepage
Please Don't Eat the Daisies (1957)
On events after the end of World War II, Part I, Holland, p. 53
To Save a Life: Stories of Holocaust Rescue (2000)
Context: For several months I was incapable of feeling anything, completely inaccessible to my feelings — I did not laugh, I did not cry. The second thing was this amazing trauma, where I forgot the names of everyone I knew. That was very strange. I knew who everyone was: this was a friend from high school, this was my cousin, but I had to relearn every name. It was quite striking, that very strong reaction that I had. They have a name for it, I think: posttraumatic stress syndrome.
I don't sit here conquering great resistance to talk. It is not my way. I don't suffer the reliving of these memories with tremendous pain. It's very odd, but it's finished for me. That, of course, is never quite true. It isn't finished. I am like all of my generation; we are marked people. But I don't suffer; I can talk to you about it. Most of my family was killed. All of my father's and mother's sisters and brothers and their children, my sister and my old grandfather, they're all gone. Four out of five Jews in Holland never came back after the war — 80 percent.
Game of thrones with world chess champion Viswanathan Anand
“Brothers, my human brothers, force me to believe in eternal life.”
Le livre de ma mère [The Book of My Mother] (1954)