Children were strangers you loved because you could love. If they gave back love when they were grown you were ahead of the game.
The past exudes legend: one can't make pure clay of time's mud.
Revision is one of the exquisite pleasures of writing.
If you ever forget you are a Jew a goy will remind you.
A man had to learn, it was his nature.
Charity you can give even when you haven't got.