“Each day enrapture me with your marvelous things without number. …I do not ask to see the reason for it all: I ask only to share the wonder of it all.”

We do not step out of the world when we pray; we merely see the world in a different setting.

Is not self-sufficiency itself insufficient to explain self-sufficiency?

I would say about individuals, A Individual dies when they cease to to be surprised. I am surprised every morning when I see the sunshine again.

Wise criticism always begins with self-criticism.

To sing means to sense and to affirm that the spirit is real and that its glory is present.

When I marched with Martin Luther King in Selma, I felt my legs were praying.

Racism is man’s gravest threat to man – the maximum of hatred for a minimum of reason.

The Sabbath is not for the sake of the weekdays; the weekdays are for the sake of Sabbath. It is not an interlude but the climax of living.

To be is to stand for.

Every little deed counts.

The problem to be faced is: how to combine loyalty to one’s own tradition with reverence for different traditions.

We can never sneer at the stars, mock the dawn, or scoff at the totality of being.

Everything is phenomenal; everything is incredible; never treat life casually. To be spiritual is to be amazed.

There are few ideas in the world of thought which contain so much spiritual power as the idea of the Sabbath.

We may not know whether our understanding is correct, or whether our sentiments are noble, but the air of the day surrounds us like spring which spreads over the land without our aid or notice.

There is no specialized art of prayer. All of life must be a training to pray. We pray the way we live.

It can speak to people who have themselves felt like monsters and say: you are not alone, this is not monstrous. It can disturb and enrapture.