By Élie Wiesel
From his early years along with his loving Jewish kin to the horrors of Auschwitz to his lifestyles as a Nobel Prize-winning novelist, Elie Wiesel tells his tale. Passionate and poignant, All Rivers Run to the ocean is an unforgettable ebook of affection and rage, doubt and religion, depression and belief, and finally, of knowledge, of images.
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Now I'm hearing voices. Thou shall not take the name of God in vain. When I first heard that it meant—or so I thought—I'm not so sure now . . you must not be a naughty boy and swear, but now I have just seen that my god will come whenever I call upon him, and whichever god it is will come at once—and come with a vengeance. ' as they say. I begin to doubt the equivocation of the fiend that lies like truth. Some old bore said that. I remember having to learn it, by heart. Of course, I didn't believe a word of it, but I see now, I see that really it had a double dose of meaning and not no meaning at all.
The man, talking to a subordinate on the other side of the yard, would turn in his direction in another moment. Roland slid round the corner unobserved. Where was he going? To Munden, if he could. It was three quarters of an hour's walk and he would have to cross the Puckeridge road. He thought he would be safe till then. 5 THE DREAM 25 hour to get to the main Puckeridge road. There he had to hide sharply to avoid being seen by approaching transport. Then silence—but for the larks in the blue sky.
8 THE DREAM 35 turning. ' 'No. ' 'Tell me who you are. ' 'I will show and tell. ' 'See then: I am Thais. I am Helen of Troy. I caused mankind to see Beauty. ' Rosemary and Alice have swooned away, but Rosemary still talks. F. ) 'We are Science Fiction. ' 1 am the Artist who made the ram caught in a thicket beautiful in gold. I am the hunter who caught the ram in a thicket. I am the thicket in which the ram was caught. ' 1 am Science Fiction. F. I am the Fiction which became Science Fact. I am the tomb robber.