I was carrying two cargoes. Yes, one of them was horror, but the other one was hope.

Things that we have to really dare ourselves to do come quite naturally to others.

We leave it up to books and movies to talk about WWII on our behalf.

Something I am now convinced of, after researching Everyone Brave, is that none of us is born courageous in all respects.

your culture has become sophisticated, like a computer, or a drug that you take for a headache. You can use it, but you cannot explain how it works. Certainly not to girls who stack up their firewood against the side of the house.

That is how we lived, happily and without hope. I was very young then, and I did not miss having a future because I did not know I was entitled to one.

My whole life is my work.