Man's Last Freedom Is His Freedom To

Decisions, Not Conditions, Determine What A Man Is.

We Who Lived In Concentration Camps Can Remember The Men Who Walked Through The Huts Comforting Others, Giving Away Their Last Piece Of Bread. They May Have Been Few In Number, But They Offer Sufficient Proof That Everything Can Be Taken From A Man But One Thing: The Last Of The Human Freedoms -- To Choose One's Attitude In Any Given Set Of Circumstances, To Choose One's Own Way.

. . . Nothing Could Touch The Strength Of My Love, And The Thoughts Of My Beloved. Had I Known Then That My Wife Was Dead, I Think That I Still Would Have Given Myself, Undisturbed By That Knowledge, To The Contemplation Of That Image, And That My Mental Conversation With Her Would Have Been Just As Vivid And Just As Satisfying. "set Me Like A Seal Upon Thy Heart, Love Is As Strong As Death."

Success, Like Happiness, Is The Unexpected Side Effect Of One's Personal Dedication To A Cause Greater Than Oneself.

I Became Acquainted With Those Martyrs Whose Behavior In Camp, Whose Suffering And Death, Bore Witness To The Fact That The Last Inner Freedom Cannot Be Lost.