“That SS officer in the muddy barack must have been lying: Auschwitz was, after all, a convalescent home…”

"I did not weep, and it pained me that I could not weep. But I had no more tears."

"From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me. The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me."

“My father’s voice tore me from my daydreams…”

“I was putting one foot in front of the other, like a machine. I was dragging this emancipated body that was still such a weight.”

"Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed."

"Humanity? Humanity is not concerned with us. Today, anything is allowed. Anything is possible, even these crematories."

“The race seemed endless; I felt as though I had been running for years..”

“As for my mother, she was walking, her face a mask without word, deep in thought”

“My heart was about to burst. There. I was face-to-face with the Angel of Death…”

"The yellow star? Oh well, what of it? You don’t die of it… (Poor Father! Of what then did you die?)"

"The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference."