I do not believe in God; his existence has been disproved by Science. But in the concentration camp, I learned to believe in men.

I consider Les Nourritures Terrestres as a frightening book: "Look for God in no other place than everywhere." Go and tell that to a workman, an engineer!

In love, one and one are one.

I found the human heart empty and insipid everywhere except in books.

What is life but an unpleasant interruption to a peaceful nonexistence.

Outside nature, against nature, without excuse, beyond remedy, except what remedy I find within myself.

It is not right, my fellow-countrymen, you who know very well all the crimes committed in our name. It's not at all right that you do not breathe a word about them to anyone, not even to your own soul, for fear of having to stand in judgment of yourself. I am willing to believe that at the beginning you did not realize what was happening; later, you doubted whether such things could be true; but now you know, and still you hold your tongues.