I love the place; the magnificent books; I require books as I require air. – Sholem Asch
The sword conquered for a while, but the spirit conquers for ever! – Sholem Asch
I love the place; the magnificent books; I require books as I require air. – Sholem Asch
The sword conquered for a while, but the spirit conquers for ever! – Sholem Asch
An illness is like a journey into a far country it sifts all ones experience and removes it to a point so remote that it appears like a vision. – Sholem Asch
By the time one is eighty, it is said, there is no longer a tug of war in the garden with the May flowers hauling like mad against the claims of the other months. All is at last in balance and all is serene. The gardener is usually dead, of course. – Henry Mitchell, The Essential Earthman, 1981