If you have heard a Jewish cantor sing, if he has touched you and made your own sorrow seem trivial when compared with his, you will know my feeling when I follow the curves of her profile, like mobile rivers, to their common delta.

There is no such thing as happiness. Life bends joy and pain, beauty and ugliness, in such a way that no one may isolate them. No one should want to. Perfect joy, or perfect pain, with no contrasting element to define them, would mean a monotony of consciousness, would mean death

One may receive the information but miss the teaching.

Fear is a noose that binds until it strangles.

Talk about it only enough to do it. Dream about it only enough to feel it. Think about it only enough to understand it. Contemplate it only enough to be it.

Men are apt to idolize or fear that which they cannot understand, especially if it be a woman.

It takes a well-spent lifetime, and perhaps more, to crystalize in us that for which we exist.