Best 22 quotes of I. L. Peretz on MyQuotes

[About Jews] Among other nations, the vital problems are: a good crop, extension of the boundaries, strong armies, colonies; among us, if we wish to be true to ourselves, the vital questions are: conscience, freedom, culture, ethics.

[About Jews] By nature we are like all other human beings, yet our people is unlike others, because our life is different, our history is different, our teacher is the Exile.

[About Jews] Sheer egotism compels us to the purest love of mankind as a whole.... Our hearts are like a sponge, receptive to all the newest humanitarian ideas; and our sympathy goes out to all the unfortunate, all the oppressed.

[About the diaspora] Canaan is too small for God's children. The Land of Israel will spread through all lands!

A heap of bricks is not yet a house.

A letter depends on how you read it, a melody on how you sing it.

At the Throne of Glory it is not the nobly-born that are beloved, but the nobly-risen.

Don't look up to heaven, for what will you see in the sky, except stars, luminous but cold, wholly insensitive to pity?

If the husband sits on a chair in the Garden of Eden, his wife is his footstool.

In the second and third exiles we have served as a living protest against greed and hate, against physical force, against "might makes right"!

It is not only individuals peoples too cannot live merely for themselves. The whole world must be redeemed.

Many refined people will not kill a fly, but eat an ox.

Prayer sometimes dulls the hunger of the pauper, like a mother's finger thrust into the mouth of her starving baby.

Prosperity may be found in small as in big business.

Purim is the birthday of the first Schutz-Jude , the first Jewish toady to foreign royalty.

The Hebrew language... is the only glue which holds together our scattered bones. It also holds together the rings in the chain of time.... It binds us to those who built pyramids, to those who shed their blood on the ramparts of Jerusalem, and to those who, at the burning stakes, cried Shema Yisrael!

The worst dog gets the best bone.

Time is change, transformation, evolution.

Ugliness is the greatest of all sins.

We take a drink only for the sake of the benediction.

Yiddish, the language which will ever bear witness to the violence and murder inflicted on us, bear the marks of our expulsions from land to land, the language which absorbed the wails of the fathers, the laments of the generations, the poison and bitterness of history, the language whose precious jewels are the undried, uncongealed Jewish tears.

Youth is fair, a graceful stag, Leaping, playing in a park. Age is gray, a toothless hag, Stumbling in the dark.