I describe incidents which may or may not have happened but which are true.

Love makes everything complicated.

Mankind needs peace more than ever, for our entire planet, threatened by nuclear war, is in danger of total destruction. A destruction only man can provoke, only man can prevent.

My students are very special. They are my source of pride, my source of joy, my source of hope. I am terribly fond of my students.

I'd rather speak as a student of philosophy. Philosophically it makes no sense, absolutely makes no sense. Why should people inherit evil things when their memories could contain and should invoke good things?

I've organised for the last years, since I got the Nobel Prize actually, Anatomy of Hate Conferences all over the world, what is hate. Didn't help but at least they explored it.

Once upon a time refugee meant somebody who has a refuge, found a place, a haven where he could find refuge.