It was far more than the small piece of bread which moved me to tears at that time.
It was the human “something” which this man also gave to me—the word and look which accompanied the gift.
From all this we may learn that there are two races of men in this world,
but only these two— the “race” of the decent man and the “race” of the indecent man.
Both are found everywhere; they penetrate into all groups of society. No group consists entirely of decent or indecent people.
In this sense, no group is of “pure race”—and therefore one occasionally found a decent fellow among the camp guards.
Life in a concentration camp tore open the human soul and exposed its depths.
Is it surprising that in those depths we again found only human qualities which in their very nature were a mixture of good and evil?
The rift dividing good from evil, which goes through all human beings, reaches into the lowest depths
and becomes apparent even on the bottom of the abyss which is laid open by the concentration camp.
And now to the last chapter in the psychology of a concentration camp—the psychology of the prisoner who has been released.
In describing the experiences of liberation, which naturally must be personal, we shall pick up the threads of that part of our narrative
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