“My faith is a wounded faith, but it’s not without faith. My life is not without faith.”

you can do something. You can, even for one person Don’t turn away; help. Because those who suffer, often suffer not because of the person or the group that inflicts the suffering; they seem to suffer because nobody cares.

This is the role of writers: to turn their tears into a story – and perhaps into a prayer.

Take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim.

A religious person answers to God, not to the elected or non-elected official.

In the face of suffering, one has no right to turn away, not to see.

To remain silent and indifferent is the greatest sin of all.

Better that one heart be broken a thousand times in the retelling, he has decided, if it means that a thousand other hearts need not be broken at all.

Eternity is the place where questions and answers become one.

Life is not a fist. Life is an open hand waiting for some other hand to enter it.

Think higher, feel deeper.

One person of integrity can make a difference.

Education in the key to preventing the cycle of violence and hatred that marred the 20th century from repeating itself in the 21st century.

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 maintain that faith in this world is perfectly possible without faith in another world.

Your faith is only as strong as the test it survives.

He whose faith never doubted, may justly doubt of his faith.

Faith without doubt is addiction.

I agree that faith is essential to success in life, but I do not accept your definition of faith, i.e. belief in life after death.

Your faith rests on the future of yourself and others as individuals, mine in the future and fate of our successors.

He struggled with himself, too. I saw it — I heard it. I saw the inconceivable mystery of a soul that knew no restraint, no faith, and no fear, yet struggling blindly with itself.

Prejudice, a dirty word, and faith, a clean one, have something in common: they both begin where reason ends.