Most of the times that I think about my relationship to Judaism, I not only accuse myself of a shallowness, but I feel certain that there's a shallowness there. That's not a bad thing, really.

Yesterday I wanted to turn inside out.

She avoids mirrors, and lifts a powerful telescope to find herself.

I'm deeply curious about Jewish things. I've toyed around with the idea of going to rabbinical school.

Grandfather kicked the stop pedal, and my face gave a high-five to the front window.

The dissolution of a family, global crisis creates the massive fracture, not only in the Middle East but between America and Israel, between Europe and Israel, between American Jews and Israeli Jews. The distances seem to be widening wherever you look.

Words never mean what we want them to mean.