Indifference, to me, is the epitome of evil.

Indifference to me, is the epitome of all evil.

Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as...

Nobody is stronger, nobody is weaker than someone who came back. There is nothing you can do to such a person because whatever you could do is less than what has already been done to...

He had so examined his past that he could no longer look at it with enough detachment to tell what was true and what wasn’t,

Even in darkness it is possible to create light and encourage compassion. That it is possible to feel free inside a prison. That even in exile, friendship exists and can become an anchor. That one...

If life is not a celebration, why remember it ? If life — mine or that of my fellow man — is not an offering to the other, what are we doing on this earth?

Peace is our gift to each other.

I rarely speak about God. To God, yes. I protest against Him. I shout at Him. But to open a discourse about the qualities of God, about the problems that God imposes, theodicy, no. And...

Ultimately, the only power to which man should aspire is that which he exercises over himself.

Not to transmit an experience is to betray it.

What does mysticism really mean? It means the way to attain knowledge. It’s close to philosophy, except in philosophy you go horizontally while in mysticism you go vertically.

We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything–death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere...

I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I’ve been closer to him for that reason.

When you see the abyss, and we have looked into it, then what? There isn’t much room at the edge — one person, another, not many. If you are there, others cannot be there. If...

Write only if you cannot live without writing. Write only what you alone can write.

We have to go into the despair and go beyond it, by working and doing for somebody else, by using it for something else.

No one is as capable of gratitude as one who has emerged from the kingdom of night.

A destruction, an annihilation that only man can provoke, only man can prevent.

It” was something elusive, darkly shrouded for fear of being usurped, profaned. All the dictionary had to offer seemed meager, pale, lifeless.

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.

Hope is like peace. It is not a gift from God. It is a gift only we can give one another.

The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death,...

Our backyard looked like a marketplace. Valuable objects, precious rugs, silver candlesticks, Bibles and other ritual objects were strewn over the dusty grounds- pitiful relics that seemed never to have had a home. All this...

I always believed that to listen to a witness is to become a witness.

It’s something that happens once in a lifetime, … It would be silly on anyone’s part to say it doesn’t mean anything. It means something. It meant a lot of things. It was an important...

I write to understand as much as to be understood.

No human race is superior; no religious faith is inferior. All collective judgments are wrong. Only racists make them

This is the duty of our generation as we enter the twenty-first century — solidarity with the weak, the persecuted, the lonely, the sick, and those in despair. It is expressed by the desire to...

That is my major preoccupation /memory, the kingdom of memory. I want to protect and enrich that kingdom, glorify that kingdom and serve it.

I needed to know that there was such a thing as love and that it brought smiles and joy in its wake.

Never shall I forget that first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, … Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children,...

once a refugee, always a refugee.

Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.

We must take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silent encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.

Because I remember, I despair. Because I remember, I have the duty to reject despair.

It’s not there just to enjoy.

When you meet a person who poses as a master, ask him a question: whether he knows how to purify your thoughts. If he says that he knows, then he is a fake.

There are moments when I think it will never end, that it will last indefinitely. It’s like the rain. Here the rain, like everything else, suggests permanence and eternity. I say to myself: it’s raining...

Why do you pray?” he asked me, after a moment. Why did I pray? A strange question. Why did I live? Why did I breathe?”I don’t know why,” I said, even more disturbed and ill...

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.

Look at these towers, passerby, and try to imagine what they really mean what they symbolize what they evoke.

No human being is illegal.

The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.

Some stories are true that never happened.

Simply because, one hand, there are the haters, … The hater has power. … All we can do is oppose it, or one becomes an accomplice.

For the dead and the living, we must bear witness.

He explained to me with great insistence that every question posessed a power that did not lie in the answer.

I marvel at the resilience of the Jewish people. Their best characteristic is their desire to remember. No other people has such an obsession with memory.

In the beginning there was faith – which is childish; trust – which is vain; and illusion – which is dangerous.