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Reflections of a concentration camp
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Love and let love, I don’t know why but that quote comes to mind when I think of the chapter that I just read. I comes to no surprise to me that someone who is in love or has love has more to live for then that of someone who hasn’t. I find it some what surprising that it could inspire someone so much that it can weaken the pain that they are feeling. Because in my experience love is what makes the world go round but it also could send you to “hell” in a second. From what I have experienced in life love was never enough for me to want to be a stronger person or try to achieve something greater. It has never brought me close to a point in which I was willing to disregard the pain I was in to imagine something I had as better. I am a romantic by nature but I can never see myself or that of anyone I know using love as a shield to the physical and emotional pain they are feeling. All I’ve seen love do is help to increase emotional pain that soon leads to the deterioration of their physical self. So it comes as a surprise that the thought of his wife (the author) helped him get through some of his harder times. What I do find easy to believe is the disillusion of reality. I myself find myself in hard times and I know that all I can do is to retreat into a world of fantasy to get away from all of my hardships. Inner life is how they described their ability to leave their current position or torment and remember or envision better times they had.
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