A Whole Roomful Of Jews Is Like

Whoever Said Love Conquers All Was A Fool. Because Almost Everything Conquers Love - Or Tries To.

Your Idea Of Bliss Is To Wake Up On A Monday Morning Knowing You Haven't A Single Engagement For The Entire Week. You Are Cradled In A White Paper Cocoon Tied Up With Typewriter Ribbon.

There's No Sauce For Play Like Work.

A Story Must Simmer In Its Own Juice For Months Or Even Years Before It's Ready To Serve.

It Sounds So Far Away And Different. I Like Different Places. I Like Any Places That Isn't Here.