O God... make me a child again, even before I die; give me back the simple faith, the clear vision of the child that holds its father's hand.

The Past: Our cradle, not our prison; there is danger as well as appeal in its glamour. The past is for inspiration, not imitation, for continuation, not repetition.

New York is the great stone desert.

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

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.

The law of dislike for the unlike will always prevail. And whereas the unlike is normally situated at a safe distance, the Jews bring the unlike into the heart of every milieu, and must there defend a frontier line as large as the world.

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