You judge a society by the decency of living of the weakest

Where we hope to land (and where we do land, though only for a fleeting moment, enough for tired wings to catch the wind anew) is a 'there' which we thought of little and knew of even less.

Freedom without security portends chaos, perpetual anxiety and fear.

If Christ would have left Christian ethics codified on the table, then he wouldn't produce moral beings choosing between good and evil, but conformists fulfilling orders. I think the same can be said about the Bible.

In Celan's words a Jew is "a man with a little book under the shoulder." We are the keepers of tradition.

As long as being a stranger and surrounded by strangers was seen as a temporary irritant, a smallest departure from the binding rules of conduct by a member of a minority, was taken for a major crime justifying deportation.

Why do I write books? Why do I think? Why should I be passionate? Because things could be different, they could be made better.