Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed.

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.

I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation.

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

The danger lies in forgetting.

Love makes everything complicated.

The darkest days in my life after the war, after the war, was when I discovered that the ... most of the members and commanders of the Einsatz group that were doing the killings, not even in gas chambers, but killing with machine guns, had college degrees from German universities and PhD's and MD's. Couldn't believe it.