I hate French poetry. What measured glitter!

In the din and tumult of the age, the still small voice of Jerusalem remains our only music.

Selfishness is the only real atheism; aspiration, unselfishness, the only real religion.

Every dogma has its day, but ideals are eternal.

Let us start a new religion with one commandment, "Enjoy thyself.

What clinical lectures I will give in heaven, demonstrating the ignorance of doctors!

New York is the great stone desert.