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.
The world is not so much in need of new thoughts as that when thought grows old and worn with usage it should, like current coin, be called in, and, from the mint of genius, reissued fresh and new.
What connects two thousand years of genocide? Too much power in too few hands.