Lulu continued working in silence. The kids were entertaining and friendly, but experience had taught him not to talk with them
"All we knew was that Daddy had a brother who’d gone off to America, and they weren’t much in touch with each other”
If Yonatan didn’t bother emptying his bag when he returned from his travels, he couldn’t expect to keep his things private, could he?
“You’ve taken away my last pleasure in life. What could be more harmful than that?” Musa croaked
“Maybe you didn’t say anything, but… there’s just a certain air about you, as if you’re silently criticizing the whole tzibbur, and our kehillah in particular”
“Now, with this investigation going on, my image is even more tarnished. All these noble-minded people think I’m a crook”
It was a milestone, something to celebrate… but except for a slight flutter of excitement, he didn’t feel anything that he’d planned to feel
"In Jerusalem… I don’t know, the people there, a lot of them seem to live and breathe Judaism in a much more vibrant way”
“He has no home, Raizele. I thought you realized that”
A wanderer and a vagabond, that’s what he was. A person with no place, no family, no one waiting for him to come home
“What, they’ll sit with you on a park bench eating falafel, like street kids with no home?”