Prayer begins where our power ends.

When I marched with Martin Luther King in Selma, I felt my legs were praying.

Forfeit your sense of awe, let your conceit diminish your ability to revere, and the universe becomes a market place for you.

A religious man is a person who holds God and man in one thought at one time, at all times, who suffers harm done to others, whose greatest passion is compassion, whose greatest strength is love and defiance of despair.

We can all do our share to redeem the world in spite of all absurdities and all frustrations and all disappointments.

The issue of prayer is not prayer; the issue of prayer is God.

I have one talent, and that is the capacity to be tremendously surprised, surprised at life, at ideas. This is to me the supreme Hasidic imperative: Don't be old. Don't be stale.