Sarah had a saying: Der gleichster veg iz ful mit shtainer." "What's it mean?" "The smoothest way is sometimes full of stones.
There is nothing wrong with you. God asks the most of those he loves best.
And what if I fail?" "Ah! Then you'll have a story to tell.
It was like love, he thought, this crumbling chapel: it has been complicated, and therefore perfected, by what time had done to it
Practice at hunger makes the fast easier.
Why would a man not argue his own shameful culpability, why would he not crave responsibility for disaster, when the alternative was to feel himself to be nothing more than a speck of human dust?