From Erfurt to Auschwitz
Mein Herze schwimmt im Blut,weil mich der Sünden Brutin Gottes heiligen Augenzum Ungeheuer macht.Und mein Gewissen fühlet Pein,weil mir die Sünden nichtsals Höllenhenker sein.
My heart is bathed in bloodbecause the seed of sinmade me a monster.In the eyes of God.And my conscience is in tormentand my sinsare the executioners.
The appropriation of horror
Private and public law
Inhuman too human
Socrates' morality revisited
They perished, alas! Ignominiously!Weary ! Weary ! Alas ! Alas ! [...]Here we are struck - with what eternal distress!Here we are struck - it is all too clear.(25)
[Thunder] rolls slowly, but it's coming. When you hear a creak like you've never heard before, you'll know it's coming. [You will witness] a drama in comparison to which the French Revolution will have been but one... [Sturm und Drang] idyllic. (27)