Prejudice ... is a subjective emotion which expresses itself upon others only because of an inner necessity for release. The object is irrelevant and opportune. The person who feels prejudice is the victim of himself and his own unhappiness and dissatisfaction. Life is not what he wants it to be and it has not been what he wishes it had been.

As for New York City, it is a place apart. There is not its match in any other country in the world.

Nothing is menial where there is love.

The melting-pot idea is futile ... The brew in a melting pot is always boiling over.

Only people who are assured of daily food can concern themselves with matters of principle and ethic. A man will become a slave rather than starve.

All things are possible until they are proved impossible - and even the impossible may only be so, as of now.

There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love, but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream -- whatever that dream might be.