My faith is a wounded faith, but my life is not without faith. I didn’t divorce God, but I’m quarrelling and arguing and questioning, it’s a wounded faith.
ELIE WIESELMy faith is a wounded faith, but my life is not without faith. I didn’t divorce God, but I’m quarrelling and arguing and questioning, it’s a wounded faith.
ELIE WIESELWhat hurts the victim most is not the cruelty of the oppressor, but the silence of the bystander.
ELIE WIESELBecause I remember, I despair. Because I remember, I have the duty to reject despair.
ELIE WIESELLife is not a fist. Life is an open hand waiting for some other hand to enter it.
ELIE WIESELHuman beings all change. Not what they are but who they are. We have the power to change what we do with our life and turn it into our destiny.
ELIE WIESELWe believed in God, trusted in man, and lived with the illusion that every one of us has been entrusted with a sacred spark.
ELIE WIESELMy faith is a wounded faith, but it’s not without faith. My life is not without faith.
ELIE WIESELAnything you want to say about God you better make sure you can say in front of a pit of burning babies.
ELIE WIESELWhen a person doesn’t have gratitude, something is missing in his or her humanity.
ELIE WIESELToday, as yesterday, a nation is judged by its attitude towards refugees.
ELIE WIESELWhat is man? Hope turned to dust. No. What is man? Dust turned to hope.
ELIE WIESELEvery moment is a new beginning.
ELIE WIESELNo human being is illegal. That is a contradiction in terms. Human beings can be beautiful or more beautiful, they can be fat or skinny, they can be right or wrong, but illegal? How can a human being be illegal?
ELIE WIESELI decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again.
ELIE WIESELMost people think that shadows follow, precede or surround beings or objects. The truth is that they also surround words, ideas, desires, deeds, impulses and memories.
ELIE WIESELThis is the role of writers: to turn their tears into a story – and perhaps into a prayer.
ELIE WIESEL