It is extremely difficult for a Jew to be converted, for how can he bring himself to believe in the divinity of - another Jew?

My heart resembles the ocean; has storm, and ebb and flow; and many a beautiful pearl lies hid in its depths below.

Terrible as is war, it yet displays the spiritual grandeur of man daring to defy his mightiest hereditary enemy--death.

A blaspheming Frenchman is a spectacle more pleasing to the Lord than a praying Englishman.

Where words leave off, music begins.

He is noble who both feels and acts nobly.

Our sweetest hopes rise blooming. And then again are gone, They bloom and fade alternate, And so it goes rolling on. I know it, and it troubles My life, my love, my rest, My heart is wise and witty, And it bleeds within my breast.