..In our days many men have lived in this cruel manner, crushed against the bottom, but each for a relatively short period; so that we can perhaps ask ourselves if it is necessary or good to retain any memory of this exceptional human state. To this question we feel that we have to reply in the affirmative. We are in fact convinced that no human experience is without meaning or unworthy of analysis, and that fundamental values, even if they are not positive, can be deduced from this particular world which we are describing… .Primo Levi
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Albert Camus said in "The Myth of Sisyphus" that "a certain species of man, who is almost unknown in our time, but whose existence Plato knew well, lives in the midst of the most perfect civilization, and is able to reach the summit of his desires. He does not renounce this ascent; he makes it. He is then capable of happiness, but not for himself alone. He can be happy only by means of happiness for others."
Source: Survival In Auschwitz
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