A brainiac notices everything, an ignoramus comments about everything.
I do not know the meaning of my sadness; there is an old fairy tale that I cannot get out of my mind.
The sea appears all golden. Beneath the sun-lit sky.
If one has no heart, one cannot write for the masses.
Experience is a good school. But the fees are high.
It is extremely difficult for a Jew to be converted, for how can he bring himself to believe in the divinity of - another Jew?