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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.

I Am Not Ashamed To Admit That I Belong To Those Who Fantasize That Literature Is Capable Of Bringing New Horizons And New Perspectives--philosophical, Religious, Aesthetical And Even Social.

Heaven And Earth Conspire That Everything Which Has Been, Be Rooted And Reduced To Dust. Only The Dreamers, Who Dream While Awake, Call Back The Shadows Of The Past And Braid Nets From The Unspun Thread.

God Gave Us So Many Emotions, And So Many Strong Ones. Every Human Being, Even If He Is An Idiot, Is A Millionaire In Emotions.

Whatever Doesn't Really Happen Is Dreamed At Night. It Happens To One If It Doesn't Happen To Another, Tomorrow If Not Today, Or A Century Hence If Not Next Year.