Listen to me, kid. Don't forget that you are in a concentration camp. In this place, it is every many for himself, and you cannot think of others. Not even you father. In this place, there is no such...
I still believe in man in spite of man. I believe in language even though it has been wounded, deformed, and perverted by the enemies of mankind. And I continue to cling to words because it is up to u...
I needed to know that there was such a thing as love and that it brought smiles and joy in its wake.
Have faith in life, a thousand times faith. By driving out despair, you will move away from death.
For the survivor who chooses to testify, it is clear: his duty is to bear witness for the dead and for the living. He has no right to deprive future generations of a past that belongs to our collectiv...
Once you bring life into the world, you must protect it. We must protect it by changing the world.
I'm a teacher and a writer; my life is words. When I see the denigration of language, it hurts me, and it's easy to denigrate a word by trivializing it.
Now, when I hear that Christians are getting together in order to defend the people of Israel, of course it brings joy to my heart. And it simply says, look, people have learned from history.
No one may speak for the dead, no one may interpret their mutilated dreams and visions.
I marvel at the resilience of the Jewish people. Their best characteristic is their desire to remember. No other people has such an obsession with memory.
When human lives are endangered, when human dignity is in jeopardy, national borders and sensitivities become irrelevant. Wherever men and women are persecuted because of their race, religion, or poli...
True enemies aren't always the ones who hate each other.
This was it; the end of the road. A silent death, suffocation. No way to scream, to call for help.
There are moments when I think it will never end, that it will last indefinitely. It's like the rain. Here the rain, like everything else, suggests permanence and eternity. I say to myself: it's raini...
Then the train resumed its journey, leaving in its wake, in a snowy field in Poland, hundreds of naked orphans without a tomb.
Our lives no longer belong to us alone; they belong to all those who need us desperately.
But because of his telling, many who did not believe have come to believe, and some who did not care have come to care. He tells the story, out of infinite pain, partly to honor the dead, but also to...
Wherever men and women are persecuted because of their race, religion, or political views, that place must - at that moment - become the center of the universe.
YOM KIPPUR. The Day of Atonement. Should we fast? The question was hotly debated. To fast could mean a more certain, more rapid death. In this place, we were always fasting. It was Yom Kippur year-rou...
Why do you pray? he asked me, after a moment. Why did I pray? A strange question. Why did I live? Why did I breathe?I don't know why, I said, even more disturbed and ill at ease. I don't know why.Afte...