I recovered my infant Judaism, but in a reformist version.

My mother enjoyed old age, and because of her I've begun to enjoy parts of it too. So far I've had it good and am crumbling nicely.

In speaking of Jesus, I must speak about Christianity because I do not think it possible or profitable to divide the two.

On the way to work good-hearted young girls sometimes offer me their seats, which I accept and bless them in return, a transaction satisfying to all concerned.

If a dish doesn't turn out right, change the name and don't bat an eyelid. A fallen souffle is only a risen omelette. It depends on the self-confidence with which you present it.

I once asked God what I could give him. "Your problems," he said. "I've got everything else.

The secular world is more spiritual than it thinks, just as the ecclesiastical world is more materialist than it cares to acknowledge.

I thought of such Christian inventions as the ghetto and the Jewish badge of shame. The Nazis didn't have to go very far to pick up their know-how.

When you do a good turn you feel rich, even if you are broke.

Jews are just like everyone else, only more so.

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.

Failure is when you stop trying to do something.So, if you want to succeed.Don't stop trying.

The word that came to me now was "defiant." Because a person had to be defiant to be able to stand amid the wreckage of her life and instead of shaking a fist, pick up a hammer.

Wine is not a magic serum of truth. It just silences that smart little voice in your head which advises against saying some dumb shit.

You can always improve your fitness if you keep training.

For in the end, it is all about memory, its sources and its magnitude, and, of course, its consequences.

O do not weep, she says, for ages past I was and I endure

I call it like I see it. I don't hold back when it comes to being candid on the hot issues.

Hatred can be overcome only by love.

History is too often the refuge of the tidy-minded, making neat patterns when the dust has settled.

Just build a classic horseshoe of wood and plaster, and fill it with statuary and curtains, then sit back and savor the beautifully blended results.