Judaism lives not in an abstract creed, but in its institutions.
With hat in hand, one gets on in the world.
Solitude has a healing consoler, friend, companion: it is work.
Weak men are easily put out of humor. Oil freezes quicker than water.
We consider it tedious to talk of the weather, and yet there is nothing more important.
To harbor hatred and animosity in the soul makes one irritable, gloomy, and prematurely old.