Every body resisted (the slaughterer) in its own fashion, tried to escape and seemed to argue with the Creator to its last breath.

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.

We know what a person thinks not when he tells us what he thinks, but by his actions.

We write not only for children but also for their parents. They, too, are serious children.

Doubt is part of all religion. All the religious thinkers were doubters.

When a human being kills an animal for food, he is neglecting his own hunger for justice.

They still believe in God, the family, angels, witches, goblins, logic, clarity, punctuation, and other obsolete stuff.