I never even realized I was Jewish until I was practically grown up. Or rather, I used to feel that everybody in the world was Jewish, which amounts to the same thing.

I can't start writing until I have a closing line.

She was the epitome of stately sorrow each time she smiled.

Gold was not altogether certain what, anatomically, a gorge was, but he knew that his was rising.

Something did happen to me somewhere that robbed me of confidence and courage and left me with a fear of discovery and change and a positive dread of everything unknown that may occur.

When I grow up I want to be a little boy.

As always occurred when he quarreled over principles in which he believed passionately, he would end up gasping furiously for air and blinking back bitter tears of conviction. There were many principles in which Clevinger believed passionately. He was crazy.