He explained to me with great insistence that every question posessed a power that did not lie in the answer.

I marvel at the resilience of the Jewish people. Their best characteristic is their desire to remember. No other people has such an obsession with memory.

You take a text, you explore it, you enter it with all your heart and all your mind.

A Jew who converted, who simulated, was, at least in some periods, safe. Hitler in the beginning did not want to kill all the Jews but he wanted us to have a Germany free of Jews. If America had allowed Jews to come in, the British had accepted Jews from Palestine, they were safe.

I decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again.

Since God is, He is to be found in the questions as well as the answers.

Did I write it so as not to go mad or, on the contrary, to go mad in order to understand the nature of madness?