There are victories of the soul and spirit. Sometimes, even if you lose, you win.
One more stab to the heart, one more reason to hate. One less reason to live.
We must not see any person as an abstraction. Instead, we must see in every person a universe with its own secrets, with its own treasures, with its own sources of anguish, and with some measure of triumph.
Think higher, feel deeper.
I shall always remember that smile. From what world did it come from?
Wherever men and women are persecuted because of their race, religion, or political views, that place must - at that moment - become the center of the universe.
For the survivor who chooses to testify, it is clear: his duty is to bear witness for the dead and for the living. He has no right to deprive future generations of a past that belongs to our collective memory. To forget would be not only dangerous but offensive; to forget the dead would be akin to killing them a second time.
For in the end, it is all about memory, its sources and its magnitude, and, of course, its consequences.
Which is worse? Killing with hate or killing without hate?
Only the guilty are guilty. Their children are not.
I pray to the God within me that He will give me the strength to ask Him the right questions.
Write only if you cannot live without writing. Write only what you alone can write.
If the only prayer you say throughout your life is "Thank You," then that will be enough.
To forget the dead would be akin to killing them a second time.
We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.
Human suffering anywhere concerns men and women everywhere.
There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest.
The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.
Those who kept silent yesterday will remain silent tomorrow.
I write to understand as much as to be understood.
In the beginning there was faith- which is childish; trust- which is vain; and illusion - which is dangerous.
Better that one heart be broken a thousand times in the retelling, he has decided, if it means that a thousand other hearts need not be broken at all.
Music does not replace words, it gives tone to the words
Did I write it so as not to go mad or, on the contrary, to go mad in order to understand the nature of madness?
Love makes everything complicated.
I believe it important to emphasize how strongly I feel that books, just like people, have a destiny. Some invite sorrow, others joy, some both.
I told him that I did not believe that they could burn people in our age, that humanity would never tolerate it . . .
Indifference is the sign of sickness, a sickness of the soul more contagious than any other.
Most people think that shadows follow, precede or surround beings or objects. The truth is that they also surround words, ideas, desires, deeds, impulses and memories.
Ultimately, the only power to which man should aspire is that which he exercises over himself.
Whoever survives a test, whatever it may be, must tell the story. That is his duty.
One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.
He explained to me with great insistence that every question posessed a power that did not lie in the answer.
I don't want my past to become anyone else's future.
They are committing the greatest indignity human beings can inflict on one another: telling people who have suffered excruciating pain and loss that their pain and loss were illusions.
Which is better, truth that is a lie or the lie that is truth?
What all these victims need above all is to know that they are not alone; that we are not forgetting them, that when their voices are stifled we shall lend them ours, that while their freedome depends on ours, the quality of our freedom depends on theirs.
Suffering pulls us farther away from other human beings. It builds a wall made of cries and contempt to separate us.
Life belongs to man, but the meaning of life is beyond him.
Not all games are innocent. Some come dangerously close to cruelty.