It is not easy to explain how I felt while I read, but I will try. No doubt you, as a reader, will understand. It appeared I found myself in a place ….

The more I read, the hungrier I become. Each book seemed promising, each page I turned offered an escapade, the allure of another world, other destin….

Michel. In my dreams, you come and get me. You take me by the hand and you lead me away. This life is too much for me to bear. I look at the key and ….

You get attached to places, you know. Like people, I suppose..

You're playing with Pandora's box. Sometimes it's better not to open it. Sometimes, it's better not to know..

You know what I find most shocking about the Vel'd'Hiv?" Guillaume said. "Its code name." I knew the answer to that, thanks to my extensive reading. ….

She couldn't imagine why there was such a difference between those children and her. She couldn't imagine why she and all these other people with her….

I wanted to cry, but the tears did not come..

I wanted to say sorry, I wanted to tell her I could not forget the roundup, the camp, Michel's death, and the direct train to Auschwitz that had take….

I think they're really linked. I think books and movies are going to go a long way together in the future. I think we writers are very important mate….

The girl wondered: These policemen... didn't they have families, too? Didn't they have children? Children they went home to? How could they treat chi….

How was it possible that entire lives could change, could be destroyed, and that streets and buildings remained the same, she wondered..

Zakhor. Al Tichkah. Remember. Never forget..

And so I write this for you, My Sarah. With the hope that one day, when you’re old enough, this story that lives with me, will live with you as well.….

When would he realize that it wasn't his infidelity I couldn't bear, but his cowardice?.