Elie Wiesel
Elie Wiesel
Eliezer "Elie" Wiesel KBEwas a Romanian-born American Jewish writer, professor, political activist, Nobel Laureate and Holocaust survivor. He was the author of 57 books, written mostly in French and English, including Night, a work based on his experiences as a prisoner in the Auschwitz and Buchenwald concentration camps...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionActivist
Date of Birth30 September 1928
CountryUnited States of America
men meaning-of-life life-is
Life belongs to man, but the meaning of life is beyond him.
book home tables
I do not recall a Jewish home without a book on the table.
mean writing elude-us
Acutely aware of the poverty of my means, language became obstacle. At every page I thought, 'That's not it.' So I began again with other verbs and other images. No, that wasn't it either. But what exactly was that it I was searching for? It must have been all that eludes us, hidden behind a veil so as not to be stolen, usurped and trivialized. Words seemed weak and pale.
creativity evil enemy
Only one enemy is worse than despair: indifference. In every area of human creativity, indifference is the enemy; indifference of evil is worse than evil, because it is also sterile.
gratitude night thankfulness
No one is as capable of gratitude as one who has escaped the kingdom of night.
thank-you gratitude grateful
For me, every hour is grace. And I feel gratitude in my heart each time I can meet someone and look at his or her smile.
peace men dust
What is man? Hope turned to dust. No. What is man? Dust turned to hope.
education use may
I have one request: may I never use my reason against truth.
rain thinking next-week
There are moments when I think it will never end, that it will last indefinitely. It's like the rain. Here the rain, like everything else, suggests permanence and eternity. I say to myself: it's raining today and it's going to rain tomorrow and the next day, the next week and the next century.
stars eye sky
The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.
strong accused accusers
This day I ceased to plead. I was no longer capable of lamentation. On the contrary, I felt very strong. I was the accuser, God the accused.
thought-provoking stories love-story
God made (human beings) because he loves stories.
positivity thinking higher
Whatever you think in life... think higher and feel deeper.
memories past keywords
Memory is the keyword which combines past with present, past and future.