Literature overtakes history, for literature gives you more than one life. It expands experience and opens new opportunities to readers.
They died hard, those savage men – like wounded wolves at bay. They were filthy, and they were lousy, and they stunk. And I loved them.
History warns us that it is the customary fate of new truths to begin as heresies and to end as superstitions.
It’s in the history books, the Holocaust. It’s just a phrase. And the truth is it happened yesterday. It happened to my mother. I never met my grandmothers or my grandfathers. They were all wiped up in the gas chambers of Nazi Germany.