I change too quickly: my today refutes my yesterday. When I ascend I often jump over steps, and no step forgives me that.
I change too quickly: my today refutes my yesterday. When I ascend I often jump over steps, and no step forgives me that.
The idea that truth always triumphs over persecution is one of those pleasant falsehoods, which most experience refutes. History is teeming with instances of truth put down by persecution. If not put down forever, it may be set back for centuries.
At 68, I am among the youngest Holocaust survivors, and I realize that time is running out for firsthand accounts. I consider it an obligation to record my Holocaust experiences an obligation to Jews everywhere, to historical accuracy and to those who perished. Each recollection I record categorically refutes the writings of Holocaust deniers such as David Irving.
If a single one of these gentlemen is correct, if a believer of any type is right, the essential truth for man, the real drama of life, in comparison with which the secular story of the race, is a puppet-show and the unfolding of the universe is a triviality, is the dialogue of the immortal soul and the eternal God. Yet it seems that there is nothing in the world so hard to discover as this. The theory refutes itself.
The dictum that truth always triumphs over persecution is one of the pleasant falsehoods which men repeat after one another till they pass into commonplaces, but which all experience refutes.
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