My life was sweeter than other people's and my death will be more terrible by the same degree.
As far as I have seen, at school...they aimed at blotting out one's individuality.
Books are a narcotic.
Everything you say is boring and incomprehensible, but that alone doesn't make it true.
Life's splendor forever lies in wait about each one of us in all its fullness, but veiled from view, deep down, invisible, far off. It is there, though, not hostile, not reluctant, not deaf. If you summon it by the right word, by its right name, it will come.
One day, a leopard stalked into the synagogue, roaring and lashing its tail. Three weeks later, it had become part of the liturgy.