“This year has gone by so quickly. This time last year I was a free man: an outlaw but free, I had a name and a family, I had an eager and restless mind, an agile and healthy body. I used to think of many, far-away things: of my work, of the end of the war, of good and evil, of the nature of things and of the laws which govern human actions; and also of the mountains, of singing and loving, of music, of poetry. I had an enormous, deep-rooted, foolish faith in the benevolence of fate; to kill and to die seemed extraneous literary things to me. My days were both cheerful and sad, but I regretted them equally, they were all full and positive; the future stood before me as a great treasure. Today the only thing left of the life of those days is what one needs to suffer hunger and cold; I am not even alive enough to know how to kill myself” (Pg 143).
Our future is unpredictable. If we can predict our future, it might be an excellent idea to be God. It is hard to imagine Primo Levi being a man that was loving and loved music, singing, and poetry because in the whole entire book, Primo Levi basically had apathy of everything surrounded him and wasn’t a cheerful man as he used to be. The camp itself has totally changed Primo Levi. German totally destroyed all the passions and joys of Primo Levi. I can’t even imagine that someone or something will avoid me from my passions and joy of my life. Germans even took away the precious time of the people. Time is one of the most valuable things in life because once the time flies by, there is no going back. It is horrible to think about how German has done to the Jews.
