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At the time of the shortest, sleepy winter days, edged on both sides with the furry dusk of mornings and evenings, when the city reached out ever deeper into the labyrinth of winter nights, and was…
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Bruno Schulz
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1934
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Older people still remember it. Younger people know about it from reading our classic writers of the older generation: how Jews once gave much thought to naming a child, long before it was born and…
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Moyshe Altman
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1968
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You will cast all their sins into the depths of the sea: You will show faithfulness to Jacob. . . .
—Micah 7:19–20
In the seventh month, on the first day of the month, while I was walking along the…
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Isaac Erter
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1840
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When I was still young, nineteen years of age, it entered my mind to fool the world (as was the practice of the “holy ones” in those days), and this was the scheme I adopted: I used to travel on…
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Isaac Ber Levinzon
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Kremenets, Russian Empire
(Kremenets, Ukraine)
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1833
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Once there was a rabbi who had no children. Finally, he had an only son. He raised him and married him off. The son used to sit in an attic room and study in the manner of rich men and he always…
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Nachman of Bratslav
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Bratslav, Russian Empire
(Bratslav, Ukraine)
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1815
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If my father had been able to foresee even a thousandth part of the trials I was to endure he might have been rather less ardent on the night my mother conceived me. . . . Now, of…
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Isaac Joel Linetski
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Odessa, Russian Empire
(Odesa, Ukraine)
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1867–1869
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Savitsky, the commander of the Sixth Division, rose when he saw me, and I was taken aback by the beauty of his gigantic body. He rose—his breeches purple, his crimson cap cocked to the side, his…
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Isaac Babel
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1924
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As for me, I was born in Tsviatshits and my name is Mendele the Book Peddler. Most of the year I’m on the road, travelling from one place to another, so people know me everywhere. I ride all over…
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Sholem Yankev Abramovitsh (Mendele Mokher Sforim)
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Berdichev, Russian Empire
(Berdychiv, Ukraine)
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1864–1865
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You, my dear, will survive me and remember.
How could it be otherwise?
—From a letter
Old people? What can you write about old people?
They barely feel anything!
—From a conversation
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Dina Kalinovskaya
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1980
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Nuska Shkolnik, who had come on a four-day leave, cried those four straight. He’d been a whiner since childhood, and Lyovka never did manage to knock that vice out of him. All anyone had to do was…
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Inna Lesovaya
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Kyiv, Ukraine
Date:
2005