Why
Driven by thirst, I eyed a fine icicle outside the window,
within hand's reach. I opened the window and broke off
the icicle but at once a large, heavy guard prowling outside
brutally snatched it away from me. "Warum?" I asked him in
my poor German. "Hier ist kein warum," (there is no why here),
he replied, pushing me inside with a shove.
Levi, Survival, p. 29.