Elie Wiesel

“I remember: it happened yesterday, or eternities ago. A young Jewish boy discovered the Kingdom of Night. I remember his
Elie Wiesel wrote Night, you could say, for an evening such as Sunday night's marathon reading of his Holocaust era memoir
Let me not mince words: He’s a narcissistic, unstable tyrant who hates migrant workers and has instituted oppressive policies
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But I did change a very few words in the paperback of Imagining the Holocaust that appeared a year or so later. In his next
Fackenheim correctly notes at once that if this midrash were to stand as truth—rather than protest—it would mean that "God
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"Empathy suffers from jet-lag -- it often wakes up only after it's no longer possible to do anything to help," said my father, a man who lost many relatives to the holocaust.
On the first day, Professor Wiesel breezed into class and quickly destroyed my ideas of what he'd be. Professor Wiesel doffed
I first met Elie in 1986 shortly after I joined the staff of the project to build the museum. It was at a meeting of the
In a police state, you're either the one with your hand on the trigger or you're staring down the barrel of a loaded down. In other words, we're all in this together. The oppression and injustice -- be it in the form of shootings, surveillance, fines, etc. -- will come to all of us eventually.
Perhaps it is a sign of our times that I first learnt of the passing away of Professor Elie Wiesel on Facebook. After the initial shock had worn off, and the sadness had subsided somewhat, clouds of reminiscences began to coalesce on the horizon of memory.
As the sad news came of the death of Nobel Prize winner Elie Wiesel, I could not help but ask: who will be the next generation
Elie Wiesel left us just a year after the passing of his dear friend and fellow Auschwitz-survivor, Samuel Pisar -- my father. They were two of the youngest and boldest to have escaped the Nazi death camps, making it their life's mission to warn future generations against the dangers that still lie ahead.
He told Oprah it was all about creating something more powerful than love.
And so, Professor Wiesel, thank you for your inspiration and encouragement. I did indeed write more, and more, and more. My book is the greatest gift I was able give to my father and my aunts. It is also the most powerful tribute I could give to my grandfather, who was killed in the gas chamber at Auschwitz.
Your guidance and leadership will be sincerely missed, Mr. Wiesel, but thanks to the gift of your words, we will never forget.