Every moment contains a spark of eternity.

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

We believed in God, trusted in man, and lived with the illusion that every one of us has been entrusted with a sacred spark.

I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I've been closer to him for that reason.

I remember those faces of people who were good I saw that. I saw a father who gave his bread to his son and his son gave back the bread to his father. That, to me, was such a defeat of the enemies, will of the enemies, theories of the enemies, aspirations, here [in Auschwitz].

But the forces of evil have not abdicated. The malevolent ghosts of hatred are resurgent with a fury and a boldness that are as astounding as they are nauseating: ethnic conflicts, religious riots, anti-Semitic incidents here, there, and everywhere. What is wrong with these morally degenerate people that they abuse their freedom, so recently won?

My faith is a wounded faith, but it's not without faith. My life is not without faith.