One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.

It's not only America. Terrorism now is a threat to the whole world.

All I hope is that the American coalition is doing its best to prevent civilian casualties and the killing of innocent people.

Sometimes I think I prefer the storyteller in [Roman Vishniac] to the photographer. But aren't they one and the same?

I wanted to come back to Sighet to tell you the story of my death. So that you could prepare yourselves while there was still time. To live? I don't attach any importance to my life any more. I'm alone. No, I wanted to come back, and to warn you. And see how it is, no one will listen to me.

Holy War is a contradiction of terms.

It was like a page torn from a history book, from some historical novel about the captivity of babylon or Spanish Inquisition.