“But we were born of risen apes, not fallen angels, and the apes were armed killers besides. And so what shall we wonder at? Our murders and massacres and missiles, and our irreconcilable regiments? Or our treaties whatever they may be worth; our symphonies however seldom they may be played; our peaceful acres, however frequently they may be converted into battlefields; our dreams however rarely they may be accomplished. The miracle of man is not how far he has sunk but how magnificently he has risen. We are known among the stars by our poems, not our corpses.” -Robert Ardrey
“I remember a transport from Holland it came in the middle of the night. Three thousand people arrived and when they were already taken out of the gas chambers to be burnt, I remember thinking it was a beautiful night, the stars, and 3,000 people died. Nothing happened. The stars are in the same place.”
- Toivi Blatt, Sobibor 1943.