Every human character appears only once in the history of human beings. And so does every event of love.

When the ship approached the equator, I stopped going out on deck in the daytime. The sun burned like a flame. The days had shortened and night came swiftly. One moment it was light, the...

Life is God’s Novel. Let Him write it. -Isaac Bashevis Singer

At moments when Herman fantasized about a new metaphysics, or even a new religion, he based everything on the attraction of the sexes. In the beginning was lust. The godly, as well as the human,...

A rock was sticking out of the water, jagged and pointed, covered with moss–a remnant of the Ice Age. It had withstood the rains, the snows, the frost, the heat. It was afraid of no...

Kindness, I’ve discovered, is everything in life.

As long as people will shed the blood of innocent creatures there can be no peace, no liberty, no harmony between people. Slaughter and justice cannot dwell together.

I believe in God but people are liars. It’s those people who say they are appointed by God who I don’t believe in.

But my gloom did not lessen. I knew that I’d had a bad dream, and I stood in the dark trying to recollect it. The second I closed my eyes, I was with the dead....

Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it’s dark

If you keep on saying things are going to be bad, you have a good chance of being a prophet.

Yes, I lay in my grave. But if you lie in a grave long enough, you get accustomed to it and you don’t want to part from it. He had given me a pill of...

When a day passes, it is no longer there. What remains of it? Nothing more than a story. If stories weren’t told or books weren’t written, man would live like the beasts, only for the...

Shoulders are from God, and burdens too.

To be a vegetarian is to disagree – to disagree with the course of things today… starvation, cruelty – we must make a statement against these things. Vegetarianism is my statement. And I think it’s...

When I was a little boy, they called me a liar, but now that I am grown up, they call me a writer.

We must believe in free will. We have no choice.

When a writer tries to explain too much, he’s out of time before he begins.

People often say that humans have always eaten animals, as if this is a justification for continuing the practice. According to this logic, we should not try to prevent people from murdering other people, since...

We have to believe in free-will. We’ve got no choice.

What a strange power there is in clothing.

Every creator painfully experiences the chasm between his inner vision and its ultimate expression. The chasm is never completely bridged. We all have the conviction, perhaps illusory, that we have much more to say than...

A freelance writer is paid per word, per piece, perhaps.