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..., singing, and dancing. The Talmud says that participants did not sleep and that whoever “has not seen the rejoicing at the place of the Water Drawing has not seen rejoicing in his life.” As Ecclesiastes recommends, “There is nothing worthwhile for a man but to eat and drink and afford himself enjoyment...

... The Man Who Never Stopped Sleeping , Appelfeld Aharon , Schocken Books , 2017 Copyright © 2017 Tikkun magazine 2017 If you want to taste some of the diversity and complexity in Jewish thought, these four books offer a wonderful way in. Pulitzer...

... this question o f m an y great propriate to sleep near them. The rabbi masters, a n d none could answer it to m y said, “I have nothing against cows,” and he satisfaction. So I m il ask you: how do you volunteered to sleep in the barn. Five know you know ? minutes later came...

... you, one side of my brain sleeps. My breath is held as I would hold. Would hold. You offer only brief. A whale thinks not of breath held but breath taking, and its...

.... What we have learned is that there is a tremendous moral capital in suffering, even if you aren’t suffering anymore. It is like the old Jewish story of the man who was sleeping in a berth on a Russian train when he began to hear sounds from the man in the berth above him: “Oy, oy, oy.” When...

... the basil of their names on the moon in the water? And plant bitter orange trees in the ditches so as to dispel the darkness? They sleep beyond the limits of space, at a slope where words turn to stone. They sleep on a stone carved from the bones of their phoenix. Our heart can celebrate...

... you but instead watched   you sleep, watched over you two seats away   but, no, merely watched, still   life, face no longer fresh   but a peach sweet even   as skin loosens from flesh flesh   from pit those little wrinkles you can make   with a thumb-press kissing the outer   orbit...

... thunderstorm, for me it’s a question of whether to bring the kids to the park before or after the rain. For him it’s whether his sleeping area will be flooded, whether he’ll be safe from lightning, and whether he’ll be able to sleep at all. A homeless man named Roger lives on my block in the entryway...

... Mama and I were sleeping in our car, we were regularly arrested, cited, and eventually incarcerated for doing so. It is illegal to be houseless in this country, and it is, in fact, a punishable offense. So is sitting, lying, or sleeping on a public street and/or convening on a corner or on a public...

... “ Last night as I lay sleeping, I dreamed a dream so fair. dream a dreamed I sleeping, lay I as “Last night...

.... Memories suddenly line up next to each other precariously, like a row of dominoes just before the fall. I remember being at my best friend’s house in first grade. We’re lying on her bed. I tell her that I can only sleep on my stomach with my hands between my legs for protection. I recall the terror...

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... vacuum. One of my favorite quotes is from Albert Schweitzer, and he talks about how you know the disease in Central Africa called sleeping sickness; there also exists a sleeping sickness of the soul. The most dangerous aspect is that one is unaware of its coming. That is why we have to be careful...

...Steve Taylor What could be spiritual about all those sleepness nights and dirty diapers? Quite a bit, it turns out. ...

.... ride in it, or sleep on it. In and of itself, it is literally worthless, a a worthless, literally is it itself, of and In it. on sleep or it, in ride is. actually money strange...

... was profound and long-lasting. In the aftermath of the attack, I developed post-traumatic stress disorder. Every time I tried to sleep, I experienced night terrors from which I would wake up screaming. Flashbacks and sudden moments of panic left me exhausted, utterly depleted. More than a year went by when...

..., “On Seeing an X-Ray of My Head”: This face without race or religion I have in common with humanity — mouth without lips, jaws without tongue, this face does not sleep when I sleep, gives no hint of love or pleasure . . . I don’t look as if I work for a living. In his later work, Moss relaxes...