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

No, the real American has not yet arrived. He is only in the Crucible, I tell you - he will be the fusion of all races, perhaps the coming superman.

There never was an age in which so many people were able to write badly.

Every dogma has its day, but ideals are eternal.

[T]he German censorship forbade or mutilated my every book, which was like sticking pins into my soul.

You cannot be anything if you want to be everything. But if you are content to be something, you may by analogy be many things.

Take from me the hope that I can change the future and you will send me mad.