If one finds the strength to deal with small things, one finds it to deal with the large ones as well.

Never give up, never escape, take everything in, and perhaps suffer, that's not too awful either, but never, never give up.

Life is good, after all...and that's what stays with me, even now, even when I'm about to be packed off to Poland.

I don't think I have nerves of steel, far from it, but I can certainly stand up to things. I am not afraid to look suffering straight in the eyes.

Everything is chance, or nothing is chance. If I believed the first, I would be unable to live on, but I am not yet fully convinced of the second.

We human beings cause monstrous conditions, but precisely because we cause them we soon learn to adapt ourselves to them. Only if we become such that we can no longer adapt ourselves, only if, deep inside, we rebel against every kind of evil, will we be able to put a stop to it. ... while everything within us does not yet scream out in protest, so long will we find ways of adapting ourselves, and the horrors will continue.

And now that I don't want to own anything any more and am free, now I suddenly own everything, now my inner riches are immeasurable.