Gossip Is Nature's Telephone.

One Cannot Live On Potatoes Alone. It Is Said That One Wants Bread With Potatoes. And When There's No Bread, A Jew Takes His Stick, And Goes Through The Village In Search Of Business.

It Is An Old Custom Amongst Jewish Children, To Become War-like On The 'l'ag Beomer.' They Arm Themselves From Head To Foot With Wooden Swords, Pop-guns And Bows And Arrows. They Take Food With Them, And Go Off To Wage War.

To Make People Laugh Was Almost A Sickness With Me.

They Say That Children Become Men, And Men Become Children. Many Generations Have Grown Up, Become Men, And Gone Hence.

When The Heart Is Full It Runs Out Of The Eyes.