Shoulders Are From God And Burdens Too.

There Is A Quiet Humor In Yiddish And A Gratitude For Every Day Of Life, Every Crumb Of Success, Each Encounter Of Love... In A Figurative Way, Yiddish Is The Wise And Humble Language Of Us All, The Idiom Of A Frightened And Hopeful Humanity.

There Are 500 Reasons I Write For Children.... Children Read Books, Not Reviews. They Don't Give A Hoot About The Critics.... They Don't Read To Free Themselves Of Guilt, To Quench Their Thirst For Rebellion, Or To Get Rid Of Alienation. They Still Believe In God, The Family, Angels, Devils, Witches, Goblins, Logic, Clarity, Punctuation, And Other Such Obsolete Stuff.... They Don't Expect Their Beloved Writer To Redeem Humanity. Young As They Are, They Know That It Is Not In His Power. Only The Adults Have Such Childish Illusions.

Two Important Things Are To Have A Genuine Interest In People And To Be Kind To Them. Kindness, I've Discovered, Is Everything.

Our Knowledge Is A Little Island In A Great Ocean Of Nonknowledge.

No Lepidopterist's Collection In The Entire World...full If Iridescent Wings, Is Worth The Life Of A Single Butterfly.