I have to tell it again and again: I have no doctrine. I only point out something. I point out reality, I point out something in reality which has not or too little been seen. I take him who listens to me at his hand and lead him to the window. I push open the window and point outside. I have no doctrine, I carry on a dialogue.

The real struggle is not between East and West, or capitalism and communism, but between education and propaganda.

We may listen to our inner self-and still not know which ocean we hear roaring.

We can be redeemed only to the extent to which we see ourselves.

Everyone must come out of his Exile in his own way.

Creation is not a hurdle on the road to God, it is the road itself.

One should hallow all that one does in one's natural life. One eats in holiness, tastes the taste of food in holiness, and the table becomes an altar. One works in holiness, and raises up the sparks which hide themselves in all tools. One walks in holiness across the fields, and the soft songs of all herbs, which they voice to God, enter into the song of our soul.