In the word question, there is a beautiful word - quest. I love that word. We are all partners in a quest. The essential questions have no answers. You are my question, and I am yours - and then there is dialogue. The moment we have answers, there is no dialogue. Questions unite people.

If we want to know history, I would think there would be every reason 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.

I will say, with memoir, you must be honest. You must be truthful.

Human suffering anywhere concerns men and women everywhere.

Only fanatics — in religion as well as in politics — can find a meaning in someone else’s death.

Personally, as a student who loves words, who loves texts, I am concerned with finding something in the text from within.