Nunca Olvidaré / Never Shall I Forget

Elie Wiesel recalls the first night in camp as the night that turned his life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. He remembers the smoke, the little faces of children whose bodies became wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky, the flames that consumed his faith forever, and the nocturnal silence that deprived him for all eternity of the desire to live. In those moments, he says, his God and his soul were murdered and his dreams were turned to dust, and he declares that he will never forget these things, even if he is condemned to live as long as God Himself.

San Juan, Puerto Rico · United States