There are melodies that must have words... and melodies that sing themselves without words. The latter are of a higher grade. But these, too, depend … - Itzhak Peretz

I fear you. As victors, you may become the bureaucracy: doling out to each his bit as in a poorhouse, assigning to each his task as in a prison. And you will exterminate the creator of new worlds,—the free human will, and stop up the purest well of human happiness—the power of the one to face thousands, to stand up to peoples and generations.

The ancient Greeks and Romans tell of a golden age in the past.... Our Messiah alone belongs to the future. He still has to make his appearance, and not solely for the benefit of his own people. The whole world must be judged and redeemed.

Nobody ever stubs his toe against a mountain. It's the little temptations that bring a man down.