Life is not a fist. Life is an open hand waiting for some other hand to enter it.

When I have my manuscript finished, more or less, I type it myself, with two fingers. I type fast with two fingers. And then when it's ready, I reread, recorrect, and retype it. Everything is my own work. I do not give it to secretaries or to typists.

I have tried to keep memory alive... I have tried to fight those who would forget. Because if we forget, we are guilty, we are accomplices.

No one is as capable of gratitude as one who has escaped the kingdom of night.

War is like night, she said. It covers everything.

There is a coalition of anti-Semitism today, the extreme left, the extreme right and in the middle the huge corpus of Islam. I'm worried, I go around with a very heavy heart.

In those dark times, one rose to the very heights of humanity by simply remaining human.