Let us leave this Europe which never stops talking of Man yet massacres him at every one of its street corners, at every corner of the world.

Emigration is easy, but immigration is something else. To flee, yes; but to be accepted?

Do not fear the clatter of wheels, the bumps and slops in corridors. It is only turbulence.

The foreigner residing among you must be treated as your native-born. Love them as yourself, for you were foreigners in Egypt.