The Man Who Has Not

Spiritual Life Begins To Decay When We Fail To Sense The Grandeur Of What Is Eternal In Time.

Life Without Commitment Is Not Worth Living.

Religion Has Become An Impersonal Affair, An Institutional Loyalty. It Survives On The Level Of Activities Rather Than In The Stillness Of Commitment.

I Have One Talent, And That Is The Capacity To Be Tremendously Surprised, Surprised At Life, At Ideas. This Is To Me The Supreme Hasidic Imperative: Don't Be Old. Don't Be Stale.

There Is A Realm Of Time Where The Goal Is Not To Have But To Be, Not To Own But To Give, Not To Control But To Share, Not To Subdue But To Be In Accord. Life Goes Wrong When The Control Of Space, The Acquisition Of Things Of Space, Becomes Our Sole Concern.