Happiness may well consist primarily of an attitude toward time.

True teachers not only impart knowledge and method but awaken the love of learning by their own reflected love.

All great experience has a guarded entrance and a windowless facade.

We struggle with, agonize over and bluster heroically about the great questions of life when the answers to most of these lie hidden in our attitude toward the thousand minor details of each day.

We pamper the present like a spoiled child, obeying its superficial demands but ignoring its real needs.

The happy individual is able to renew daily and with full consciousness all the basic expressions of human identity: work, love, communication, play, and rest.

Excellence of mind itself, rightly conceived, is expertise in beauty; creativity is wise love.

Plans made swiftly and intuitively are likely to have flaws. Plans made carefully and comprehensively are sure to.

The future is like the daytime moon, a diffident but faithful companion, so elegant as to be almost invisible, an inconspicuous marvel.

In the landscape of time, there are few locations less comfortable than that of one who waits for some person or event to arrive at some unknown moment in the future.

Written truth is four-dimensional. If we consult it at the wrong time, or read it at the wrong place, it is as empty and shapeless as a dress on a hook.

Nothing changes if nothing changes

Show Holmes a drop of water and he would deduce the existence of the Atlantic. Show it to me and I would look for a tap. That was the difference between us.

Never forsake your motherland.

Almost every modern literary form existed in Hebrew two thousand years ago. And, yes, it existed even during the middle ages.

My favorite definition of an intellectual: 'Someone who has been educated beyond his/her intelligence'.

Photography appears to be an easy activity; in fact it is a varied and ambiguous process in which the only common denominator among its practitioners is in the instrument.

Love is more just than justice.

When I was 17, I worked at a bagel shop - I ate so many! I was also in all the school musicals, which we rehearsed for during the afternoons.

My religion teaches me to love all equally.

The volumes which record the history of the human race are filled with the deeds and the words of great men ... [but] The Twentieth Century Woman ... questions the completeness of the story.