For me, every hour is grace. And I feel gratitude in my heart each time I can meet someone and look at his or her smile.
Yet another last night. The last night at home, the last night in the ghetto, the last night in the train, and, now, the last night in Buna. How much longer were our lives to be dragged out from one 'last night' to another?
I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I've been closer to him for that reason.
I listen to music when I write. I need the musical background. Classical music. I'm behind the times. I'm still with Baroque music, Gregorian chant, the requiems, and with the quartets of Beethoven and Brahms. That is what I need for the climate, for the surroundings, for the landscape: the music.
Take sides. Neutrality always serves the oppressor and never the oppressed.
I believe in God--in spite of God! I believe in Mankind--in spite of Mankind! I believe in the Future--in spite of the Past!
Whenever an angel says "Be not afraid!" you'd better start worrying. A big assignment is on the way.
Every Jew, somewhere in his being, should set apart a zone of hate - healthy virile hate - for what the German personifies and for what persists in the German.
When a person doesn't have gratitude, something is missing in his or her humanity.
I decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again.
My good friends, we are all waiting. We are waiting, if not for the Messiah, as such, we are waiting for the messianic moment. And the messianic moment is what each and every one of us tries to build, meaning a certain area of humanity that links us to all those who are human and, therefore, desperately trying to fight despair as humanly as possible and - I hope - with some measure of success.
For me democracy is the only way of life. The opposite is dictatorship or anarchy.
You know, words have strange destiny, too. They grow. They get old. They die. They come back.
Gratitude is a word that I cherish. Gratitude is what defines the happiness and humanity of the human being.
For nearly 3,500 years Exodus has left such an imprint on people's memories that I cannot imagine it had been invented just as a legend or a tale.
You take a text, you explore it, you enter it with all your heart and all your mind.
None of us is in a position to eliminate war, but it is our obligation to denounce it and expose it in all its hideousness. War leaves no victors, only victims.
Indifference is the sign of sickness, a sickness of the soul more contagious than any other.
You’re shaking … so am I. It’s because of Jerusalem, isn’t it? One doesn’t go to Jerusalem, one returns to it. That’s one of its mysteries.
What all these victims need above all is to know that they are not alone; that we are not forgetting them, that when their voices are stifled we shall lend them ours, that while their freedome depends on ours, the quality of our freedom depends on theirs.
Because I survived, I must do everything possible to help others.
I think this century more than any other really has seen the phenomenon of people being uprooted in such numbers, such a degree. They even have a word for it: The refugees. It's a new word, a 20th Century word, but refugee is actually a misnomer.
The most important question a human being has to face... What is it? The question, Why are we here?
Suffering pulls us farther away from other human beings. It builds a wall made of cries and contempt to separate us.
Bite your lips, little brother...Don't cry. Keep your anger, your hate, for another day, for later. The day will come but not now...Wait. Clench your teeth and wait.
"Not to remember is not an option."
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