I Was Not Comfortable Worshipping Another Jew.

If A Dish Doesn't Turn Out Right, Change The Name And Don't Bat An Eyelid. A Fallen Souffle Is Only A Risen Omelette. It Depends On The Self-confidence With Which You Present It.

My Mother Was A Modern Woman With A Limited Interest In Religion. When The Sun Set And The Fast Of The Day Of Atonement Ended, She Shot From The Synagogue Like A Rocket To Dance The Charleston.

It's More Fun To Watch Without Joining In.

I Feel That The Christian Experience And The Jewish One Have Much To Give Each Other. If This Open Society Continues And There Is No Return To Political Anti-semitism, Then This Encounter, Deeper Than Any Theology, May Happen.

My Mother Enjoyed Old Age, And Because Of Her I've Begun To Enjoy Parts Of It Too. So Far I've Had It Good And Am Crumbling Nicely.