I describe incidents which may or may not have happened but which are true.

In my tradition, one must wait until one has learned a lot of Bible and Talmud and the Prophets to handle mysticism. This isn't instant coffee. There is no instant mysticism.

Even if people tell me they have historical proof [that it is not historical], that doesn't really bother me.

Every moment contains a spark of eternity.

A man who is fighting for the future of mankind is not waiting for torture, he's waiting for -- the Revolution.

I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I've been closer to him for that reason.

If life is not a celebration, why remember it ? If life --- mine or that of my fellow man --- is not an offering to the other, what are we doing on this earth?