"Night" by Elie Wiesel

How camp life changed the prisoners...

As a person


Eliezer, who was more passive than aggressive, became more geared toward survival for the sake of his father.

"The night was gone. The morning star was shining in the sky. I too had become a completely different person. The student of the Talmud, the child that I was, had been consumed in the flames. There remained only a shape that looked like me. A dark flame had entered into my soul and devoured it."
― Elie Wiesel, Night, Ch. 3


“One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.”

― Elie Wiesel, Night, Ch. 9


Many lost faith...

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“Blessed be God's name? Why, but why would I bless Him? Every fiber in me rebelled... How could I say to Him: Blessed be Thou, Almighty, Master of the Universe, who chose us among all nations to be tortured day and night, to watch as our fathers, our mothers, our brothers, end up in the furnaces? Praised be Thy Holy Name, for having chosen us to be slaughtered on Thine altar?”
― Elie Wiesel, Night, Ch. 5

As a family


"Men to the left! Women to the right! Eight words spoken quietly, indifferently, without emotion. Eight short, simple words. Yet that was the moment when I parted from my mother."
― Elie Wiesel, Night, Ch. 3


"When they withdrew, next to me were two corpses, side by side, the father and the son. I was fifteen years old."
― Elie Wiesel, Night, Ch. 7

"After my father's death, nothing could touch me any more."
― Elie Wiesel, Night, Ch. 9

Relationships with other human beings


It was every man for himself...

"We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything--death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere numbers, we were the only men on earth."
- Elie Wiesel, Night, Ch. 6

“In the beginning there was faith - which is childish; trust - which is vain; and illusion - which is dangerous.”
― Elie Wiesel, Night

"We are all brothers, and we are all suffering the same fate. The same smoke floats over all our heads."

― Elie Wiesel, Night, Ch. 7

Camp life changed the prisoners