No one may speak for the dead, no one may interpret their mutilated dreams and visions.

I had to be honest with myself and that I felt hatred then, but as children say "I hate you", it's not really hate, you know, it's anger.

For me, every hour is grace. And I feel gratitude in my heart each time I can meet someone and look at his or her smile.

..you do not leave a library; if you do what it wants you to do, you are taking it with you.

[The Bible] is been my passion almost from my youth.

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

I told him that I did not believe that they could burn people in our age, that humanity would never tolerate it . . .