I'd Lost Count Of The Disappointments.

I Hated Myself For Going, Why Couldn't I Be The Kind Of Person Who Stays?

Food Serves Two Parallel Purposes: It Nourishes And It Helps You Remember. Eating And Storytelling Are Inseparable-the Saltwater Is Also Tears; The Honey Not Only Tastes Sweet, But Makes Us Think Of Sweetness; The Matzo Is The Bread Of Our Affliction.

We Could Imagine All Sorts Of Universes Unlike This One, But This Is The One That Happened.

I Was More Alone Than If I Had Been Alone.

People Hurt Each Other. That's What People Do.