What Happened Was No Accident. Everything Was

Whatever Doesn't Really Happen Is Dreamed At Night. It Happens To One If It Doesn't Happen To Another, Tomorrow If Not Today, Or A Century Hence If Not Next Year.

We Are All God's Creatures-that We Pray To God For Mercy And Justice While We Continue To Eat The Flesh Of Animals That Are Slaughtered On Our Account Is Not Consistent.

In Our Time, When The Literature For Adults Is Deteriorating, Good Books For Children Are The Only Hope, The Only Refuge.

One Can Find In The Yiddish Tongue And In The Yiddish Spirit Expressions Of Pious Joy, Lust For Life, Longing For The Messiah, Patience And Deep Appreciation Of Human Individuality.

A Story To Me Means A Plot Where There Is Some Surprise... Because This Is How Life Is Full Of Surprises.