When The Heart Is Full It Runs

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

This Is An Ugly And Mean World, And Only To Spite It We Mustn't Weep. If You Want To Know, This Is The Constant Source Of My Good Spirit, Of My Humor. Not To Cry, Out Of Spite, Only To Laugh Out Of Spite, Only To Laugh.

Ah, How Many Luxuries Has The Good God Prepared For His Jewish Children.

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

No One Knows Whom The Shoe Pinches - No One.