humbled

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.
Never.

I read the book Night by Elie Wiesel on Friday. I would tell you how moving it was, but I know that my feeble words wouldn't even begin to do it justice. So I will just say that when you get a chance, you should take a couple hours and read it yourself. It will change the way you think about your life...