I was certainly open for something being on the edge of a nervous breakdown, perplexed by my own sexuality. I was gay.

It was admitted by the early rabbis that the sectarians could be as full of good works as eggs were full of meat.

I found that when I did something for the sake of heaven, heaven happened. These things changed my life. I owe them to my encounter with Christianity.

The Christian use of religion as a personal love affair both shocked me, and attracted me.

I began to see that my problems, seen spiritually, were really my soul's plusses.

I literally fell among Quakers when I went up to Oxford.

During the Second World War, evacuated to non-Jewish households, I encountered Christianity at home and in school.