My grandmother was a Jewish juggler: she used to worry about six things at once.
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I marvel at the resilience of the Jewish people. Their best characteristic is their desire to remember. No other people has such an obsession with memory.
The Jewish part of me is superstitious.
I have had a struggle with anxiety, always, and as a proud Jew, that's not a surprising thing.
As scary as it was being raised by one Jewish mother, I have to feel for my kids because they have two Jewish mothers.
My mother was harsh and constantly told me I had jug ears and heaven knows what else. But she was devoted and a hard worker.
Always you find that the more decisive event wins so my father's sort of annual decisiveness which came upon him on the Day of Atonement every year, he suddenly remembered that he was Jewish.
I was one of two Jewish kids in my school. We were probably one of two Jewish families in our town.
My dad's a Jew, and my mom's a WASP, so that should pretty much say it all. It was a comically dysfunctional family.
It's interesting when you're part of a group - the Jews, to be exact - that the world has had such problems with.
My wife who is non-Jewish regrets it all the time that I can say these terrible things about fellow Jews and she can't.
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