This whole Torah thing, and Shabbos and kosher and looking for crumbs in pockets before Passover —I need to figure it out.

There were no tears running down her cheeks, but she felt a cloud of sadness blocking the radiant San Francisco sunshine.

“But the Army needs you in artillery. Here are your deployment papers. They’re waiting for you in Tan Son Nhut, where you’ll get advanced training. Good luck.”

Fred Burton snorted. “Generation-gap nonsense. What the girl needs is discipline and a dose of reality”

“Mama Mumu once told me there’s a difference between searching and escaping,” Marjorie answered. “I’m not running away anymore”

The pilot’s intercom crackled to life. “Slight delay, soldiers. Victor Charlie is giving us a warm welcome”

“Papa, you mentioned retirement. Are you really thinking about it? What will you do?”

Some events in life you think, you hope, you’re convinced, will never happen, even though you know they will

“We’ve got to decide one way or the other, Abe. There are drawbacks and advantages to staying in Boro Park and to moving here"

Finally, Annie spoke. “Abe, quiet them down. We’ve got to tell them”