From there, the future is a place that looks darker every day.
Even the ordinary business of cleaning house seemed somehow to have become sacramental.
David ran through concrete advantages. And then set aside the practical. The pragmatist was gone, replaced by the poet and mystic.
Aryeh looked, and his head became light. How could he have not seen? The earth on which the Almighty created the plants and the animals—in each and every illumination, it was shown as an orb. That the...
It didn't take me long out there, in the landscapes my father had painted, to realize that as much as I loved my country [Australia], I barely knew it. I'd spent so many years studying the art of our...
September 11, 2001, revealed heroism in ordinary people who might have gone through their lives never called upon to demonstrate the extent of their courage.
[The haggadah] was made to teach, and it will continue to teach. And it might teach a lot more than just the Exodus story.
This night he was a king before he was a man. At this time, this troubled me. Later, I would have cause to wish it were always so.
There's a word a friend of mine coined for that feeble gesture we make as if we're going to hold the door, when in reality we've got no intention of it. He calls it to elefain.
Only one god. Strange, that you English, who gather about you so many things, are content with one only. And so distant, up there in the sky. I do not have to look so far. I can see my skygod clear en...
Much later, when I could think about it clearly, I consoled myself that there were many worse ways in which I might have been raped.
His spirit is like a guttering candle
It went on from there. One last, god-awful, no-holds-barred blue; one of those fights where you pour out every poisonous thought you've ever had, the dregs of every grievance, and you set the cup in f...
Good yield does not come without suffering, it does not come without struggle, and toil, and yes, loss.
David was at his best in group settings, soldier enough to join in the raucous jests, king enough to make it matter that he remembered some moments of bravery or sacrifice, and praised each man accord...
The truth from his ears, waxed strong.
The heart of a prophet is not his own to bestow.
You know that your church has always taken a view on these matters very different from ours, from the day that the first printing press was assembled. Your church did not want your holy scriptures in...
They argued that women of the prophet’s era had ridden camels, the main mode of transportation of their day. The
So, my good father, you go and write the order to burn that book, as your church requires of you. And I will say nothing to the printing house, as my conscience requires of me. Censura praevia or cens...