“They were herded passively into the gas chambers. Weary of being hunted and persecuted, of living in constant fear, they dumbly awaited the hand of the sure physician, Death. For them life had lost all meaning and purpose. To prolong… — Miklós Nyiszli Copy Share Image
“They were herded passively into the gas chambers. Weary of being hunted and persecuted, of living in constant fear, they dumbly awaited the hand… — Miklós Nyiszli Copy Share Image
“When I thought of the past, it often seemed to me that all this was merely a horrible dream. My only desire was to… — Miklós Nyiszli Copy Share Image
“What was money when one’s life was at stake? We had learned that nothing lasts and that no value is absolute. The only exception… — Miklós Nyiszli Copy Share Image
“Their cynicism was complete and terrible: details, like the lying signs outside the underground chambers of the crematoriums that announced in seven languages, “BATHS,”… — Miklós Nyiszli Copy Share Image
“The uncompromising pride of the Third Reich had been broken by the world-wide collaboration of people not avid of conquest, but of freedom.” — Miklós Nyiszli Copy Share Image
“The cold concrete steps descended and dissolved into darkness. These same steps where four million people, guilty of no crime, had bade life good-bye… — Miklós Nyiszli Copy Share Image
“that city, wherever it was, they had managed to create for themselves a pleasant, cultured way of life. And that was the cardinal sin… — Miklós Nyiszli Copy Share Image
