The Worm In The Radish Doesn't Think

A Real Pleasure Is A Pleasure That One Enjoys By One's Self, Without A Companion, And Without A Single Argument.

Love Is A Taste Of Paradise.

Here Lies A Plain And Simple Jew Who Wrote In Plain And Simple Prose.

The Rich Swell Up With Pride, The Poor From Hunger.

When Have You Ever Heard Of A Cantor Or Any Artist Turning Anyone Down When He Is Strongly Urged To Perform?