Praying privately in churches, I began to discover that heaven was my true home and also that it was here and now, woven into this life.

Pious XII was too neutral to mention the gas chambers; decent people like my own family were turned into devils by crude Christianity.

For some years I deserted religion in favour of Marxism. The republic of goodness seemed more attainable than the Kingdom of God.

Jews are just like everyone else, only more so.

I didn't want to be on the losing side. I was fed up with Jewish weakness, timidity and fear. I didn't want any more Jewish sentimentality and Jewish suffering. I was sickened by our sad songs.

For a devotee or lover, the being, worshipped or loved, will always be the only one for her or him.

I recovered my infant Judaism, but in a reformist version.