Goals convert vision into ENERGY.
Man is ready to die for an idea, provided that idea is not quite clear to him.
We mourn the transitory things and fret under the yoke of the immutable ones.
To judge a man's character by only one of its manifestations is like judging the sea by a jugful of its water.
In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled.
With the stones we cast at them, geniuses build new roads with them.
Praises for our past triumphs are as feathers to a dead bird.
Sometimes I am asked if I know 'the response to Auschwitz; I answer that not only do I not know it, but that I don't even know if a tragedy of this magnitude has a response.
I don't want an opportunity to go missing because of my lack of organization.
The pure heart is a spotless mirror in which images of infinite beauty are reflected.
"How does one grow up?" I asked a friend. She answered, "By thinking!"