A characteristic thing about the aspiring immigrant is the fact that he is not content to progress alone. Solitary success is imperfect success in his eyes. He must take his family with him as he rises.

A proper autobiography is a death-bed confession.

Such creatures of accident are we, liable to a thousand deaths before we are born. But once we are here, we may create our own world, if we choose.

I have so little mastered the art of tranquil living that wherever I go I trail storm clouds of drama around me.

The apex of my civic pride and personal contentment was reached on the bright September morning when I entered the public school.

You heard on all sides that the brightest Jewish children were turned down if the examining officers did not like the turn of their noses.

The czar always got his dues, no matter if it ruined a family.