Christmas is the day that holds all time together.
We are never happy; we can only remember that we were so once.
Survival is a privilege which entails obligations. I am forever asking myself what I can do for those who have not survived.
A man doesn’t plant a tree for himself. He plants it for posterity.
Books are a finer world within the world.
Inconsistency is the only thing in which men are consistent.
The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they – and as taciturn.
The man who in this world can keep the whiteness of his soul is not likely to lose it in any other.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
God must have been on leave during the Holocaust.