To Know A Man's Library Is, In

When You're Writing Non-fiction, You Go As Far As You Can Go, And Then Ethically You Have To Stop. You Can't Go. You Can't Suppose. You Can't Imagine. And I Think There's Something In Human Nature That Wants To Finish The Story.

A Book Is More Than The Sum Of Its Materials. It Is An Artifact Of The Human Mind And Hand.

...the Hagaddah Came To Sarajevo For A Reason. It Was Here To Test Us, To See If There Were People Who Could See That What United Us Was More Than What Divided Us. That To Be A Human Being Matters More Than To Be A Jew Or A Muslim, Catholic Or Orthodox. P. 361

The Day In 2004 When The Radiologist Told Me I Had Invasive Cancer, I Walked Down The Hospital Corridor Looking For A Phone To Call My Husband, And I Could Almost See The Fear Coming Toward Me Like A Big, Black Shadow.

Does Any Woman Ever Count The Grains Of Her Harvest And Say: Good Enough? Or Does One Always Think Of What More One Might Have Laid In, Had The Labor Been Harder, The Ambition More Vast, The Choices More Sage?