I was one of the many horses pulling the wagon and couldn't escape left or right because of the will of the driver.

Now that I look back, I realize that a life predicated on being obedient is a very comfortable life indeed. Living in such a way reduces to a minimum one's own need to think.

I never did anything, great or small, without obtaining in advance express instructions from Adolf Hitler or any of my superiors.

I will leap into my grave laughing because the feeling that I have five million human beings on my conscience is for me a source of extraordinary satisfaction.

From my childhood, obedience was something I could not get out of my system. When I entered the armed service at the age of twenty-seven, I found being obedient not a bit more difficult than it had been during my life to that point. It was unthinkable that I would not follow orders.

To sum it all up, I must say that I regret nothing.

Your time will come to follow me Jew