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

I rarely speak about God. To God yes. I protest against Him. I shout at Him. But open discourse about the qualities of God, about the problems that God imposes, theodicy, no. And yet He is there, in silence, in filigree.

I was there when God was put on trial....At the end of the trial, they used the word chayav, rather than 'guilty'. It means 'He owes us something'. Then we went to pray.

They are committing the greatest indignity human beings can inflict on one another: telling people who have suffered excruciating pain and loss that their pain and loss were illusions. (v)

Every moment is a moment of grace, every hour an offering; not to share them would mean to betray them.

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.

I believe a human being - if he or she wants to remain human, then he or she must do something with what we have seen, endured, witnessed.