The paper burns, but the words fly away.

Like a twisted olive tree in its 500th year, giving then its finest fruit, is man. How can he give forth wisdom until he has been crushed and turned in the Hand of God.

In the beginning, sin is like a thread of a spider's web. But in the end, it becomes like the cable of a ship.

Everything is foreseen, yet freedom of choice is granted.

He who remains unmarried impairs the divine image.

A fence to wisdom is silence.

Beloved is man, for he was created in the image of God. Beloved are Israel, for they were called children of God. Beloved are Israel, for unto them was given the desirable Torah

Before you taste anything, recite a blessing.

Beloved is man, for he was created in the image of God.

Beloved are Israel, for they were called children of the All-present.

Jesting and levity lead a man to lewdness.

I've had a lot of worries in my life, most of which never happened.

Empty yourself of past resentment, anger, and sadness to fill it with love and pure happiness.

One very difficult aspect of sin is that my sin never feels like sin to me. My sin feels like life to me, plain and simple. My heart is an idol factory, and my mind is an excuse-making factory.

But now, I know, how absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird.

Good writing is like a windowpane.

I forget, is freedom of speech when it's legal to say what you want or is it when it has no consequences for some reason?

We are creatures of our thinking. We can talk ourselves into defeat or we can talk ourselves into victory.

I don't feel any pressure to be funny at all. I'm funny because I want to be funny. I could sit here and be serious for an hour and you would go away and make me much funnier than I am.

In light of the Abu Ghraib prison scandal, critics are arguing that abuses of Iraqi prisoners are being produced by a climate of disregard for the laws of war.

The resurrection never becomes a fact of experience until the risen Lord lives in the heart of the believer.