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.

If the husband sits on a chair in the Garden of Eden, his wife is his footstool.

Prayer sometimes dulls the hunger of the pauper, like a mother's finger thrust into the mouth of her starving baby.

[About the diaspora] Canaan is too small for God's children. The Land of Israel will spread through all lands!

To be of the eternal, you must be of the earth.

A stranger's rose is but a thorn.

A letter depends on how you read it, a melody on how you sing it.