No movie has ever been able to provide a catharsis for the Holocaust, and I suspect none will ever be able to provide one for 9/11. Such subjects overwhelm art.
Seeing my dad crying is the worst.
It was a fine cry - loud and long - but it had no bottom and it had no top, just circles and circles of sorrow.
When you have kids, you never think of burying your own child.
I cannot believe such monstrous energy of grief can lead to nothing!
Losing a child is probably the singular most horrible thing.
But for me, it is when a student has died. I find the death of a young person the most difficult and painful of times. To explain it to other young people, to see a bright future snuffed out, is just awful. I am haunted by those deaths.
The idea of losing your best friend, basically, is the worst thing in world.
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