“They were herded passively into the gas chambers. Weary of being hunted and persecuted, of living in constant fear, they dumbly awaited… — 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… — 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… — 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
