[About Jews] By nature we are like all other human beings, yet our people is unlike others, because our life is different, our history is different, our teacher is the Exile.
I. L. Peretz[About Jews] Sheer egotism compels us to the purest love of mankind as a whole.... Our hearts are like a sponge, receptive to all the newest humanitarian ideas; and our sympathy goes out to all the unfortunate, all the oppressed.
I. L. Peretz[About Jews] Among other nations, the vital problems are: a good crop, extension of the boundaries, strong armies, colonies; among us, if we wish to be true to ourselves, the vital questions are: conscience, freedom, culture, ethics.
I. L. PeretzIt is not only individuals peoples too cannot live merely for themselves. The whole world must be redeemed.
I. L. PeretzIn the second and third exiles we have served as a living protest against greed and hate, against physical force, against "might makes right"!
I. L. PeretzPurim is the birthday of the first Schutz-Jude , the first Jewish toady to foreign royalty.
I. L. PeretzThe Hebrew language... is the only glue which holds together our scattered bones. It also holds together the rings in the chain of time.... It binds us to those who built pyramids, to those who shed their blood on the ramparts of Jerusalem, and to those who, at the burning stakes, cried Shema Yisrael!
I. L. PeretzYiddish, the language which will ever bear witness to the violence and murder inflicted on us, bear the marks of our expulsions from land to land, the language which absorbed the wails of the fathers, the laments of the generations, the poison and bitterness of history, the language whose precious jewels are the undried, uncongealed Jewish tears.
I. L. PeretzA people's memory is history; and as a man without a memory, so a people without a history cannot grow wiser, better.
I. L. PeretzPrayer sometimes dulls the hunger of the pauper, like a mother's finger thrust into the mouth of her starving baby.
I. L. PeretzDon't look up to heaven, for what will you see in the sky, except stars, luminous but cold, wholly insensitive to pity?
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