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Ida Fink (Hebrew: אידה Χ€Χ™Χ Χ§β€Ž, 1 November 1921 – 27 September 2011) was a Polish-born Holocaust survivor and author who moved to Israel in 1957. She wrote stories in Polish that are set during the Holocaust.

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β€œShe went for so long without talking that silence became a habit.”
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β€œat the time, even eighteen-year-olds were nostalgic for the past.”
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β€œOne pebble had fallen; I awaited the avalanche. ("The Other Shore")”
β€œSome questions should not even be thought. The facts alone suffice.”
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β€œHe had that horrifying clarity of vision that comes just before death.”
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β€œOnce again it was quiet, too quiet after what had happened. ("The End")”
β€œIf the police didn't show up before then. Always that little word: if. (p178)”
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β€œWhat our cousin experienced, locked up in that room, will remain forever a mystery.”
β€œtime brought all of us something quite different than what our childhoods promised.”
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β€œ"I always wanted to paint. Always, before the war, that is. But I was thirteen then." ("Splinter")”
β€œThe execution itself did not take long; more time was spent on the preparatory digging of the grave.”
β€œAgain we thought, let us survive-but now we were talking about the bombs and the rattling guns. (p237)”
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β€œSeptember came, and with it the war; the radio spoke a strange new language of exhortations and abbreviations.”
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β€œThe car was silent. But just as we reached the door, came the first whispers: "Jews. They caught some Jews." (p29)”
β€œI heard the gentle click of Aunt Julia's knitting needles. No one knew what she was knitting, but we all knew why. (p18)”
β€œThe only things we didn't discuss were the things that mattered most. Those we circled around, avoided, pushed away. (p135)”
β€œEach day and night of those weeks could fill a book, if only the pen could take on this burden of despair and helpless loneliness.”
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β€œShe watched him lying there, defenseless as a child and, like a child, unconscious of the evil that had been unleashed. ("The End")”
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β€œFinally she says, "What I remember best is the silence. But you can't talk about silence. Silence is the opposite of talk," she explains.”
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β€œShe went back into the room and carefully locked the door to the balcony, as if she could lock out all the evil events of the night. ("The End")”
β€œFor the first time, I decided to break our most sacred rules, to let someone in on our secret. Perhaps I was too weak to bear one more blow alone. (p173)”
β€œThere are thoughts that wither under the gaze of others, that are wounded by the breath of others, that the slightest disruption destroys. ("The Other Shore")”
β€œSometimes even I would return from work, open the door, and feel as if I were seeing a stage on which the last act of a play was about to begin at any moment. (p18)”
β€œThis time was measured not in months but in a word-we no longer said "in the beautiful month of May," but "after the first 'action,' or the second, or "right before the third."”
β€œBecause many places that year had posted signs that said NO DOGS OR JEWS ALLOWED, the only amusements left were strolls along the river that flowed through the clean, Germanized town.”

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Rebecca Goldstein on Ida Fink

β€œIda Fink's work seems to me one of the best answers offered to the question of how the artist can confront the Holocaust. The delicate motions of consciousness are traced, in all their glorious subtlety, while the unspeakable forces of massed brutality come bearing down. Only a writer of the first rank could bring this off, and the world is lucky to have her.”

Sara R. Horowitz on Ida Fink

β€œHer subtle and nuanced writing brings memory and imagination to bear on a traumatic past...In all of Fink’s work, the seemingly insignificant detail opens up a profound look at complexities of experience, memory, and motivation. As Fink excavates what she terms β€œthe ruins of memory,” she brings to the forefront the act of memory itself, and the complicated relationship linking memory, imagination, and language. Fragments of the past that resurface in the present, Fink’s writing offers an unflinching and insightful look at wartime experiences and post-war memories. By turns poignant and tender, grim and sardonic, Fink’s lean and unsentimental prose conveys the profound and lasting effects of the Holocaust.”

Johanna Kaplan on Ida Fink

β€œIda Fink's haunting stories-brief and unforgettable-lead us gently into the harrowing ordinariness of wartime Jewish Poland. Through the disturbing, painterly quiet of her art we see them live again, all those doomed, preoccupied, idiosyncratic friends, families, and lovers. Traces confirms it: Ida Fink is the Chekhov of the martyred.”

Daphne Merkin on Ida Fink

β€œI can think of no other writer on this subject who has domesticated it in quite the way Ida Fink has, conveying the banality of evil through ordinary details the smell of kasha cooking on a stove, mosquitoes buzzing, sunlight playing on water-and then suddenly, quietly, suffusing that banality with the taste of blood.”

Michael A. Rauch on Ida Fink

β€œIda Fink...was a master at infusing moments and gestures with the looming violence and death of the Holocaust...Fink worked on a small canvas but managed within the confines of few words to remind us how quickly life can forever move into the abyss.”

About Ida Fink

Ida Fink (Hebrew: אידה Χ€Χ™Χ Χ§β€Ž, 1 November 1921 – 27 September 2011) was a Polish-born Holocaust survivor and author who moved to Israel in 1957. She wrote stories in Polish that are set during the Holocaust.