“Have a look at your ticket,” Dudi said, waving some printed papers in front of me. “And think”

Gedalya shrugs and closes his Gemara. “I thought that was another joke from your never-ending comedy routine”

"It’s not my style. Everything is exactly the same here — 500 young couples, all alike, thrown together in cookie-cutter buildings"

“Rav Silver, don’t ask me silly questions. Open the paper from last year and the year before, and copy something from there"

“I’m not going anywhere with Aunt Ita. Not even from the Kiryah to Ramah Beit. She’s an old grouch!”

"No airline will allow her to board, no doctor will give her permission, and no insurance company will insure her in the condition she’s in"

“Lighten up a little, Gedalya!” says Dudi, trying to calm him down. “It’s just a game! Ima doesn’t mind, she was even enjoying it

Abba is such a good man. He tried to tell me that even now, if I don’t want the surgery, we won’t do it

. When will Israel wake up to the fact that Sunday isn’t meant to be a legal work day, especially when it comes right after a Shabbos sheva brachos?

she really doesn’t know who in this house would have such particles of science, such bits of biology, in their possession