“The most important question a human being has to face. What is it? The question, Why are we here?”

Anything you want to say about God you better make sure you can say in front of a pit of burning babies.

I was there when God was put on trial. At the end of the trial, they used the word chayav, rather than ‘guilty’. It means ‘He owes us something’. Then we went to pray.

Human beings all change. Not what they are but who they are. We have the power to change what we do with our life and turn it into our destiny.

I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation.

I came to the conclusion that I am free to choose my own suffering. But I am not free to consent to someone else’s suffering.

I don’t want my past to become anyone else’s future.

We believed in God, trusted in man, and lived with the illusion that every one of us has been entrusted with a sacred spark.

Be careful with words, they’re dangerous. Be wary of them. They begat either demons or angels. It’s up to you to give life to one or the other. Be careful, I tell you, nothing is as dangerous as giving free rein to words

Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.

We are all teachers, or should be. Anyone who relays experience to another person is a teacher. Not to transmit your experience is to betray it.

We must not see any person as an abstraction. Instead, we must see in every person a universe with its own secrets, with its own treasures, with its own sources of anguish, and with some measure of triumph.

Most people think that shadows follow, precede or surround beings or objects. The truth is that they also surround words, ideas, desires, deeds, impulses and memories.

Once upon a time refugee meant somebody who has a refuge, found a place, a haven where he could find refuge.

Once you bring life into the world, you must protect it. We must protect it by changing the world.

The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. Indifference creates evil. Hatred is evil itself. Indifference is what allows evil to be strong, what gives it power.

What is man? Hope turned to dust. No. What is man? Dust turned to hope.

There comes a time in the affairs of man when he must take the bull by the tail and face the situation.

May your shit come to life and kiss you on the face.

A tiny bit of obscure delicacy written all over her face at all times.

No matter how many tears are running down her face, They’ll never stand a chance to the fire burning in her heart.

I worry there is something broken in our generation, there are too many sad eyes on happy faces.

You said that my face looks good between your hands. I said I disagree. Because your face looks even better between my legs.

I closed my eyes held my face towards the sky and prayed inwardly for strength to grow. And suddenly it began to rain.

Look into her soul, she is way more beautiful than these pretty faces.