[ Rabbi Shlomo ben Isaac] was the greatest commentator [of the Bible] we ever had.

I want to go back to the child I used to be, and to read with the same naiveté [the Pentateuch]. I want to leave science aside and go back to the pure perception offered to me in the text that is waiting there for me year after year.

I write to understand as much as to be understood.

Certain things, certain events, seem inexplicable only for a time: up to the moment when the veil is torn aside.

He wants to see whether we are capable of overcoming out base instincts, of killing the Satan within ourselves. We have no right to despair. And if he punishes us mercilessly, it is a sign that He loves us that much more.

It all happened so fast. The ghetto. The deportation. The sealed cattle car. The fiery altar upon which the history of our people and the future of mankind were meant to be sacrificed.

Memory is the keyword which combines past with present, past and future.