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Abstract: Presents a true account of the authors experiences as a Jewish boy in a Nazi concentration camp
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Also by Elie Wiesel
DAWN
THE OSLO ADDRESS
DAY (previously THE ACCIDENT)
TWILIGHT
THE TOWN BEYOND THE WALL
THE SIX DAYS OF DESTRUCTION
(with Albert Friedlander)
THE GATES OF THE FOREST
A JOURNEY INTO FAITH
THE JEWS OF SILENCE
(conversations with John
LEGENDS OF OUR TIME
Cardinal O'Connor)
A BEGGAR IN JERUSALEM
A SONG FOR HOPE (cantata)
ONE GENERATION AFTER
FROM THE KINGDOM OF MEMORY
SOULS ON FIRE
SAGES AND DREAMERS
THE OATH
THE FORGOTTEN
ANI MAAMIN (cantata)
A PASSOVER HAGGADAH (illustrated
by Mark Podwal)
ZALMEN, OR THE MADNESS OF GOD
(play)
ALL RIVERS RUN TO THE SEA
MESSENGERS OF GOD
MEMOIR IN TWO VOICES (with
Franois Mitterand)
A JEW TODAY
KING SOLOMON AND HIS MAGIC
FOUR HASIDIC MASTERS
RING (illustrated by Mark
THE TRIAL OF GOD (play)
Podwal)
THE TESTAMENT
AND THE SEA IS NEVER FULL
FIVE BIBLICAL PORTRAITS
THE JUDGES
SOMEWHERE A MASTER
CONVERSATIONS WITH E L I E
THE GOLEM (illustrated by Mark
WIESEL (with Richard D.
Podwal)
Heffner)
THE FIFTH SON
WISE MEN AND THEIR TALES
AGAINST SILENCE (edited by Irving
THE TIME OF THE UPROOTED
Abrahamson)
Night
E L I E
W I E S E L
T R A N S L A T E D FROM T H E F R E N C H BY MARION W I E S E L
H I L L A N D WANG
A DIVISION OF FARRAR, STRAUS AND GIROUX
NEW YORK
Hill and Wang
A division of Farrar, Straus and Giroux
19 Union Square West, New York 10003
Copyright 1958 by Les Editions de Minuit Translation copyright 2006 by Marion Wiesel Preface to the New Translation copyright 2006 by Elie Wiesel Nobel Peace Prize Acceptance Speech copyright 1986 by the Nobel Foundation All rights reserved
Distributed in Canada by Douglas & McIntyre Ltd.
Printed in the United States of America
Published simultaneously in hardcover and paperback by Hill and Wang First edition of this translation, 2006
Library of Congress Control Number: 2005936797
Hardcover ISBN-13: 978-0-374-39997-9
Hardcover ISBN-10:0-374-39997-2
Paperback ISBN-13:9 78-0-3 74-50001-6
Paperback ISBN-10:0-374-50001-0
Designed by Abby Kagan
www.fsgbooks.com
In memory of
my parents and of my little sister, Tzipora E.W.
This new translation
in memory of
my grandparents, Abba, Sarah and Nachman, who also vanished into that night
M.W.
Preface to the New Translation
by Elie Wiesel
IF IN MY LIFETIME I WAS TO WRITE only one book, this would be the one. Just as the past lingers in the present, all my writ-ings after Night, including those that deal with biblical, Talmudic, or Hasidic themes, profoundly bear its stamp, and cannot be understood if one has not read this very first of my works.
Why did I write it?
Did I write it so as not to go mad or, on the contrary, to go mad in order to understand the nature of madness, the immense, terrifying madness that had erupted in history and in the conscience of mankind?
Was it to leave behind a legacy of words, of memories, to help prevent history from repeating itself?
Or was it simply to preserve a record of the ordeal I endured as an adolescent, at an age when one's knowledge of death and evil should be limited to what one discovers in literature?
There are those who tell me that I survived in order to write this text. I am not convinced. I don't know how I survived; I was weak, rather shy; I did nothing to save myself. A miracle? Certainly not. If heaven could or would perform a miracle for me, why not for others more deserving than myself? It was nothing more than chance. However, having survived, I needed to give some meaning to my survival. Was it to protect that meaning that I set to paper an experience in which nothing made any sense?
In retrospect I must confess that I do not know, or no longer know, what I wanted to achieve with my words. I only know that without this testimony, my life as a writeror my life, period
would not have become what it is: that of a witness who believes he has a moral obligation to try to prevent the enemy from enjoy-ing one last victory by allowing his crimes to be erased from human memory.
For today, thanks to recently discovered documents, the evidence shows that in the early days of their accession to power, the Nazis in Germany set out to build a society in which there simply would be no room for Jews. Toward the end of their reign, their goal changed: they decided to leave behind a world in ruins in which Jews would seem never to have existed. That is why everywhere in Russia, in the Ukraine, and in Lithuania, the Einsatz-gruppen carried out the Final Solution by turning their machine guns on more than a million Jews, men, women, and children, and throwing them into huge mass graves, dug just moments before by the victims themselves. Special units would then disinter the corpses and burn them. Thus, for the first time in history, Jews were not only killed twice but denied burial in a cemetery.
It is obvious that the war which Hitler and his accomplices waged was a war not only against Jewish men, women, and children, but also against Jewish religion, Jewish culture, Jewish tradition, therefore Jewish memory.
CONVINCED THAT T H I S PERIOD in history would be judged one day, I knew that I must bear witness. I also knew that, while I had many things to say, I did not have the words to say them.
Painfully aware of my limitations, I watched helplessly as language became an obstacle. It became clear that it would be necessary to invent a new language. But how was one to rehabilitate and transform words betrayed and perverted by the enemy?
Hungerthirstfeartransportselectionfirechimney: these words all have intrinsic meaning, but in those times, they meant something else. Writing in my mother tongueat that point close to extinctionI would pause at every sentence, and start over and over again. I would conjure up other verbs, other images, other silent cries. It still was not right. But what exactly was "it"? "It" was something elusive, darkly shrouded for fear of being usurped, profaned. All the dictionary had to offer seemed meager, pale, lifeless. Was there a way to describe the last journey in sealed cattle cars, the last voyage toward the unknown? Or the discovery of a demented and glacial universe where to be in-human was human, where disciplined, educated men in uniform came to kill, and innocent children and weary old men came to die? Or the countless separations on a single fiery night, the tearing apart of entire families, entire communities? Or, incredibly, the vanishing of a beautiful, well-behaved little Jewish girl with golden hair and a sad smile, murdered with her mother the very night of their arrival? How was one to speak of them without trembling and a heart broken for all eternity?
Deep down, the witness knew then, as he does now, that his testimony would not be received. After all, it deals with an event that sprang from the darkest zone of man. Only those who experienced Auschwitz know what it was. Others will never know.
But would they at least understand?
Could men and women who consider it normal to assist the weak, to heal the sick, to protect small children, and to respect the wisdom of their elders understand what happened there?
Would they be able to comprehend how, within that cursed universe, the masters tortured the weak and massacred the children, the sick, and the old?
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