Erin accidentally left her copy of The Chosen by Chaim Potok here on Friday and I have exactly one week to ginish it. I think I’ll probably be done sometime tomorrow, but wanted to share a couple sentences.
“It all started with a silly baseball game,” I said. “I can’t believe it.”
“Reuven, as you grow older you will discover that the most important things that will happen to you will often come as a result of silly things, as you call them–‘ordinary things” is a better expression. That is the way the world is.”
“I don’t understand it,” I said. “Weeks and weeks go by, one Shabbat follows another, and I’m the same, nothing has changed, and suddenly one day something happens, and everything looks different.”