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Some stories are true that never happened.
Just as despair can come to one only from other human beings, hope, too, can be given to one only by other human beings.
I do not recall a Jewish home without a book on the table.
It all happened so fast. The ghetto. The deportation. The sealed cattle car. The fiery altar upon which the history of our people and the future of mankind were meant to be sacrificed.
Now, when I hear that Christians are getting together in order to defend the people of Israel, of course it brings joy to my heart. And it simply says, look, people have learned from history.
In Jewish history there are no coincidences.
I was very, very religious. And of course I wrote about it in ‘Night.’ I questioned God’s silence. So I questioned. I don’t have an answer for that. Does it mean that I stopped having faith? No. I have faith, but I question it.
Human beings should be held accountable. Leave God alone. He has enough problems.
I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I’ve been closer to him for that reason.
After all, God is God because he remembers.