Ugliness is the greatest of all sins.

Ugliness is the greatest of all sins.

A heap of bricks is not yet a house.

Yiddish, 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.

[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.

A people's memory is history; and as a man without a memory, so a people without a history cannot grow wiser, better.

A stranger's rose is but a thorn.