Well now, Being. But in the camp it was more convincingly apparent than on the outside that beings and the light of Being get you nowhere. You could ‘be’ hungry, ‘be’ tired, ‘be’ sick. To say that one purely and simply ‘is’ made no sense. And existence as such, to top if off, became definitively a totally abstract and thus empty concept. To reach out beyond concrete reality with words became before our very eyes a game that was not only worthless and an impermissible luxury but also mocking and evil.

– Jean Améry, born Hanns Chaim Mayer, essayist, survivor of Auschwitz