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nesyanast · 1 year ago
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“Yentl—you have the soul of a man.”
“So why was I born a woman?”
“Even Heaven makes mistakes.”
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Yentl, the Yeshiva Boy by Isaac Bashevis Singer
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genterie · 1 year ago
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@linaluvsbooks on instagram
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whosafraidofvirginiawoolf · 2 months ago
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Time makes refuse of all things. No philosophy could alter that.
— The Family Moskat by Isaac Bashevis Singer, translated from Yiddish by AH Gross
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dabiconcordia · 1 year ago
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"I did not become a vegetarian for my health, I did it for the health of the chickens."  Isaac Bashevis Singer
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keepcalmandwritefiction · 10 months ago
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In all my writing I tell the story of my life, over and over again.
– Isaac Bashevis Singer
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podraje · 1 year ago
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Some summer memories | August
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 1 year ago
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‘Every human character appears only once in the history of human beings. And so does every event of love.’
- Isaac Bashevis Singer, Love and Exile, 1936
[Ina deBree]
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shtetlcore · 2 years ago
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Menachem Mendel is an optimist, but is that always a good thing? He goes to seek his fortunes in the big city, but maybe he doesn’t exactly have the skills to make it in fortune-seeking. But no matter. Who needs skills when you’ve got verve and tenacity?
Tevye is a poor milkman, but he knows it’s no shame to be poor. He’s got five daughters to marry off, and he’d better start working on it before his wife chews his ear off.
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lascitasdelashoras · 10 months ago
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Isaac Bashevis Singer
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magnetothemagnificent · 2 years ago
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It doesn't have to be this way, Anshl has two hands!
I know everyone goes on and on about the Yentl film, and yes, it's an excellent movie and I love it, but if you haven't read the original short story the movie is based off of, you are seriously missing out. The original short story is so much more bisexual and so much more gender-fucky. You can read it here. You're welcome :)
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zmkccommonplace · 4 months ago
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Herman had often thought that one's true life was lived during sleep. Waking was no more than a marginal time assigned for doing things.
Isaac Bashevis Singer, The Letter Writer
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nesyanast · 1 year ago
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"They wanted to be kind to God and not to man; but what did God need of man and his favors? What does a father want from his children but that they should not do injustice to each other?"
The Slave by Isaac Bashevis Singer
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ma-pi-ma · 2 years ago
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Oggi sappiamo per certo, ma lo abbiamo istintivamente sempre saputo, che gli animali possono soffrire esattamente come gli esseri umani.
Le loro emozioni e la loro sensibilità sono spesso più forti di quelle umane. Diversi filosofi e capi religiosi hanno cercato di convincere i loro discepoli e seguaci che gli animali non sono altro che macchine senz'anima, senza sentimenti.
Chiunque però abbia vissuto con un animale - sia esso un cane, un uccello o persino un topo - sa che questa teoria è una sfacciata menzogna, inventata per giustificare la crudeltà.
Isaac Bashevis Singer
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whosafraidofvirginiawoolf · 1 month ago
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The very act of dying is a sacrificial offering.
— The Slave by Isaac Bashevis Singer, translated from the Yiddish by The Author and Cecil Hemley
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agora-bishoy · 1 year ago
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“إني لأحسد أحيانًا النساء اللاتي مثلها، فهن يتجهن إلى هدفهن مباشرة، فقد اختارت رجلًا عجوزًا ثريًا يعشقها، لسوف يصنع لها كل شيء كي يجعلها مشهورة، في رأيي، هذه متاجرة بالشرف، فمنذ متى لم تبع النساء أنفسهن من أجل النقود؟ إذا حصلت الوا��دة على زلوتين مقابل البيع فهي بغي، أما عندما يكون المقابل آلافًا عديدة وماسًا وفراءً فهي سيدة” اسحق باشيفيس سنجر | شوشا
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whimperaudioconnoisseur · 6 months ago
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How could he have known that such passion and love as Wanda’s existed? He again heard Wanda’s voice, the words she had whispered to him, her groans, the swift intake of her breath, and he again felt the touch of her tongue and the sharpness of her teeth. She had left marks on his body. She was willing to flee with him across the mountains in the middle of the night. She spoke to him exactly as Ruth had spoken: “Where thou goest, I go. Thy people are my people. Thy God is my God.” Her body exuded the warmth of the sun, the breezes of summer, the fragrance of wood, field, flower, leaf, just as milk gave off the odor of the grass the cattle fed on.
—Isaac Bashevis Singer, “The slave”
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