Sholom Aleichem

A cantor, when he starts singing, it's like rain - once it starts, it's hard to stop.

The rich swell up with pride, the poor from hunger.

No matter how bad things get you got to go on living, even if it kills you.

One cannot live on potatoes alone. It is said that one wants bread with potatoes. And when there's no bread, a Jew takes his stick, and goes through the village in search of business.

Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor.

To go to the synagogue with one's father on the Passover eve - is there in the world a greater pleasure than that? What is it worth to be dressed in new clothes from head to foot, and to show off before one's friends? Then the prayers themselves - the first Festival evening prayer and blessing.

A real pleasure is a pleasure that one enjoys by one's self, without a companion, and without a single argument.

They say that children become men, and men become children. Many generations have grown up, become men, and gone hence.

It is an old custom amongst Jewish children, to become war-like on the 'L'ag Beomer.' They arm themselves from head to foot with wooden swords, pop-guns and bows and arrows. They take food with them, and go off to wage war.

Ah, how many luxuries has the good God prepared for his Jewish children.

Gossip is nature's telephone.

There are people who have never been taught anything, and know everything, have never been anywhere, and understand everything, have never given a moment's thought to anything, and comprehend everything. 'Blessed hands' is the name bestowed on these fortunate beings. The world envies, honours and respects them.