But my gloom did not lessen. I knew that I'd had a bad dream, and I stood in the dark trying to recollect it. The second I closed my eyes, I was with the dead. They did things words cannot express. They spoke madness. ("Hanka")

When a human kills an animal for food, he is neglecting his own hunger for justice. Man prays for mercy, but is unwilling to extend it to others. Why should man then expect mercy from God? It's unfair to expect something that you are not willing to give.

People often say that humans have always eaten animals, as if this is a justification for continuing the practice. According to this logic, we should not try to prevent people from murdering other people, since this has also been done since the earliest of times.

If you keep saying things are going to be bad, you have a good chance of being a prophet.

But if we have people who have the power to tell a story, there will always be readers.

The waste basket is the writer's best friend.

In relation to them (animals), all people are Nazis for the animals, it is an eternal Treblinka.