Isaac Bashevis Singer
Isaac Bashevis Singer
Isaac Bashevis Singerwas a Polish-born Jewish author in Yiddish, awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1978. The Polish form of his birth name was Icek Hersz Zynger. He used his mother's first name in an initial literary pseudonym, Izaak Baszewis, which he later expanded. He was a leading figure in the Yiddish literary movement, writing and publishing only in Yiddish. He was also awarded two U.S. National Book Awards, one in Children's Literature for his memoir A Day Of...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth14 July 1904
CountryUnited States of America
A story to me must have some surprise...I must have a passion to write the story.
But my gloom did not lessen. I knew that I'd had a bad dream, and I stood in the dark trying to recollect it. The second I closed my eyes, I was with the dead. They did things words cannot express. They spoke madness. ("Hanka")
It is written, better to be a fool all your days than for one hour to be evil. You are not a fool. They are the fools. For he who causes his neighbor to feel shame loses Paradise himself.
No matter how much you know a human being, you don't know him enough.
Each soul must accomplish its task, or it would not have been sent here.
From borrowing one gets poorer and from work one gets richer.
Various philosophers and religious leaders tried to convince their disciples and followers that animals are nothing more than machines without a soul, without feelings. However, anyone who has ever lived with an animal-be it a dog, a bird, or even a mouse-knows that this theory is a brazen lie, invented to justify cruelty.
There is a plan to this universe. There is a high intelligence, maybe even a purpose, but it's given to us on the installment plan.
In relation to them (animals), all people are Nazis for the animals, it is an eternal Treblinka.
What happened was no accident. Everything was preordained. True, the will was free, but heaven also made its ordinances.
Shoulders are from God and burdens too.
Whatever doesn't really happen is dreamed at night. It happens to one if it doesn't happen to another, tomorrow if not today, or a century hence if not next year.
One has to trust that God knows how to manage the world.
In God's mill even chaff becomes flour.