A voice behind me asked, "Where is God? Where is He? Where can He be now?" and a voice within me answered: "Where? Here He is - He has been hanged here, on these gallows."

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.

The sincere Christian knows that what died in Auschwitz was not the Jewish people but Christianity.

I never compared Nazis into communism, but communism was the same thing, the end justifies the means. Whatever the means.

What is Scripture? The Hebrew word is torah. Torah means teaching, learning.

I was inspired by the marvelous example of Giacometti, the great sculptor. He always said that his dream was to do a bust so small that it could enter a matchbook, but so heavy that no one could lift it. That's what a good book should be.

To forget the dead would be akin to killing them a second time.