When I Was A Little Boy, They

I Know As A Writer How Valuable A Tool Is The Wastebasket. Perhaps God Throws Away Many Experiments Before He Finds The Right Expression. Perhaps We Are The Discards - Or We Could Be The Part He Keeps. This Mystery Is What Keeps Us All Going, To See What Happens In The Next Chapter.

Man Is A Disgusting Thing. If You Beat Him He Starts To Scream, But If It Is The Other One Who Is Beaten, Then He Constructs A Theory.

A Good Writer Is Basically A Story Teller, Not A Scholar Or A Redeemer Of Mankind.

The Truth Is That What The Great Religions Preached, The Yiddish-speaking People Of The Ghettos Practiced Day In And Day Out. They Were The People Of The Book In The Truest Sense Of The Word. They Knew Of No Greater Joy Than The Study Of Man And Human Relations, Which They Called Torah, Talmud, Mussar, Cabala.

The Genuine Writer Cannot Ignore The Fact That The Family Is Losing Its Spiritual Foundation.