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Esther Kreitman
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“His eyes burn like torches but he does not say a word. He looks at his mother with pity and clenches his small fists, thinking of Khetskel, of Shoshe, and of a way to escape. ("Shloyme")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The women had descended on the Lane like locusts, looking for bargains. ("Breaking the Fast")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“She was standing over the candles and with both hands covering her face she had softly poured out her heart to God in heaven. ("Breaking the Fast")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“Bill looked straight through the old man. His thoughts were very far away. ("Becoming a Tramp")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The baker's wife, who had been tut-tutting as her husband spoke, rejoined: "That's how they are. They don't know anything about compassion. For them, if you have money, you're lucky. If you don't, you can start digging your own grave. ("Becoming a Tramp")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“People make their way through the library like a dense forest, not knowing where it begins or where it will end. ("Two Libraries")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The teacher is still basking in the beauty of his own creativity, when he realises that his only listeners are the walls. ("Two Libraries")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The small house stands on its own, completely isolated. The houses on either side have been reduced to high piles of burned, crumbling bricks, broken, rickety furniture, and the charred remains of enormous black beams. All kinds of tools and appliances are lying around amidst endless mountains of broken glass. Inside the house, destruction weaves its silent web, just like the cobwebs appearing between the flowers and the grasses, which have sprung up wild and free among the ruins. (first lines of "She is Not Blind")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“Satisfied, filled with the warmth of the bright sun, the birds were singing cheerfully, oblivious of the war taking over the world. ("Blitz")”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“And there it was, in the ruined street, among the piles of bricks, earth, bent metal joists and glass, and the smoke and smouldering fires which the firemen had not yet managed to extinguish: the high-pitched, regular ticking of their office clock. It was still hanging on the one remaining wall, which was covered in black smoke. It ticked monotonously, vibrating slightly, like the only soul left living in a cemetery.”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The earth lay there like a corpse prepared for an autopsy, its innards wet and glistening. Sewage pipes were sticking out everywhere, like intestines falling out of an open belly.”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The alleyway exuded an air of Yom Kippur - beautiful, sad and eerily quiet.”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The air downstairs in the cellar was grey and foggy. It smelled of mould and the chill of graves.”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The small front garden was ablaze with colours and bursting with birdsong. The bright flowers of late summer were talking to each other intimately in their own, wordless language.”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“It was the Sabbath. And even the wind and the snow rested from their labours. (first lines)”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“Hannah's words had pricked her like a needle. (Chapter III, p35)”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“So there's no lack of poverty anywhere-not even in Warsaw! Ah, well, you'll find plenty of misery everywhere..." (Chapter VIII, p150)”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“The festive season was over, and this was the time of year when an old folk song haunted the air in town and village an old familiar melody that evoked a smile here and a sigh there: "Father, my Father, winter is drawing near, And Father, O Father, a Jew should know no fear, But look, O look, the snow is falling fast, And hark, O hark, at the spiteful wintry blast. See, there goes my roof, the water's coming through, Hurry, Father, hurry, send succour to a poor old Jew!”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“Bella was lying in her narrow, child's bed. She listened to the roaring Nazi aeroplanes and to the dull, faraway explosions and gunfire, which became increasingly clear as the planes came nearer. She heard the whistling sound of the bombs, which by now were coming down almost onto her own roof. As they fell, some of them wept like little children, others howled like mad dogs. She could see the flames through the window, rising up to the sky. Then another fire exploded in the blazing sky with such force it was as if somebody had poured a barrel of petrol onto a burning building. It lit up her girlish bedroom and the bed she was lying in.”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
“Sometimes, however, even the poems failed her, her harrowed mind would not be soothed, and then she would run out of the home and post herself in the gateway of the house. Or she would lean up against a lamp-post which stood a few yards away and which had not been lit up for years, and she would watch the children at play, gaze after the passers-by who came and went, intent on their trivial tasks, completely absorbed in their humdrum, humble lives. Healthy-minded people. They got on with their work stead-fastly, and it never entered their minds to ask what was it all about? What did they live for? Why? Why? (Chapter VI, p98)”
Esther Kreitman (1891–1954) said by 1954 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source