“We believed we were safe. That was the big fantasy.”
“Fantasies were safe. It was a break from reality. A chance to act on desires for a short period of time.”
“After she left everything fell apart. No Jew was safe. There were rumors of unfathomable things, and because we couldn't fathom them we failed to believe them, until we had no choice and it was too late. p 8”
“As children, we all live in a world of imagination, of fantasy, and for some of us that world of make-believe continues into adulthood.”
“We roared. We were one big animal throat, roaring.”
“We thought we were being mature when we were only being safe. We imagined we were being responsible but were only being cowardly. What we called realism turned out to be a way of avoiding things rather than facing them.”