O’Brien and Thomas both depict situations where the concept of death is always lurking just around the corner. The realization of one’s mortality is often enough to shift one’s perception away from fantasy to cold, hard reality. O’Brien illustrates this point well as Lieutenant Cross’s obsession with a fading memory leads to a man’s death: “He felt shame. He hated himself. He had loved Martha more than his men and as a consequence Lavender was now dead.” (O’Brien, 1990, p.20) Consequently he is forced to revaluate his motives and strive to move
My tears were uncontrollable. The endometriosis had torn me to pieces and I sat there completely shattered and desperate for somebody to help me. There was little help available. The consultant showed the same lack of empathy I had faced with my family and friends. I was advised this pain was now a part of my life and to move on I would need to learn to live with it.
Baba is a generous, respected over-achiever. Despite outward appearances however they share some startling similarities. They both hide a terrible secret from everyone they hold dear, and they both spend a significant part of their lives trying to atone for their respective sins. It’s only when they deal with these issues that their true colors really show. In reality Baba and Amir’s few
It seemed as if I was experiencing hell at one place and time in my life, I needed someone or something to become a safety net, a resting place, a sign of hope. I found God through all the craziness in my past and I found him to be everything I need. It seems as if I can count on him more than anyone in my life from him restoring me mind body and soul. He is the most important person in my life, he rescued me when I couldn’t hang on he told me to hold on. I believe that if he didn’t come when he did, I would literally be lost and because of him showing and making me feel that I am somebody, through compassion and overwhelming love I wouldn’t have achieved and conquered the things that I have
By being independent individuals we don’t have to wait on other peoples support or permission to do certain things. We don’t have to go out of our way to please somebody else because we do as we want. When we are independent our confidence meter starts to rise up, it gives us that extra boost of motivation we desire to achieve new things. I believe that we are the creators of our own life, that we all have the same power to start and finish new goals but only a few have the actual strength and correct mind set to do it. Equality 7-2521 says that “the guiding star is within me” and that it points to just one direction, and that direction is “me”.
Hope “There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow” (Marden). Hope is powerful, and in times of uncertainty and hesitation, it’s the last thing relied on for strength, happiness, and encouragement. Hope can be beneficial with inspiring the soul when odds are against probability. However, if hope is all people rely on, they are sure to live a life full of disappointment. So what exactly is hope?
It's not easy being grateful for the worst thing that's ever happened to you... And the pressure we, as a society, put on these survivors to feel that way is not helping. How we're expected to act and behave, despite how we feel SUCKS. I come off as happy, positive
He was not a monster but victim. He only killed because the world caused him to. No single living being wants to be born into the world alone and left to die alone. “If you had seen the man who thus capitulated for his safety, your surprise would have been boundless. His limbs were nearly frozen, and his body dreadfully emaciated by fatigue and suffering.
Images of death combines with nightmares disturbed the citizens relentlessly (Chaitin-1). Life itself was a struggle because they felt guilty they had lasted while others had not. Economically, the living had the inability to hold a job down. Most refused to even leave their homes for fear of another assailment (Chaitin-2). Social rejection was a constant worry, so survivors kept their history a secret (Chaitin-1).
Primo Levi’s Survival in Auschwitz illustrates humanity at an all time low. Levi paints a vivid, morbid (but analytical) picture of human suffering, helplessness, and barbarity. His personal account questions what it means to be human, how humanity is destroyed, and if it is even possible to restore it. Throughout the text, Levi states that it is worthless to have hope in the Lager, and he frequently looks down upon his peers who believe everything will be ok in the end. In Chapter 16, Levi comes to the realization that no matter the outcome, there will be no happy ending for any one of them.