It is inconceivable to me that a million or three million or half a million human beings will think and feel precisely the same way on any single subject.

No one knows he is fortunate until he becomes unfortunate, that's the way the world is.

Art is a person's private vision expressed in aesthetic forms.

We live less than the time it takes to blink an eye, if we measure our lives against eternity. So it may be asked what value is there to a human life. There is so much pain in the world. What does it mean to have to suffer so much, if our lives are nothing more than the blink of an eye?...I learned a long time ago, Reuven, that a blink of an eye in itself is nothing; but the eye that blinks, that is something.

I do not have many things that are meaningful to me. Except my doubts and my fears. And my art.

He taught them that the purpose of a man is to make his life holy--every aspect of his life: eating, drinking praying, sleeping. God is everywhere, he told them, and if it seems at times that He is hidden from us, it is only because we have not yet learned to seek Him correctly.

A word is worth one coin, silence is worth two