Written with passion, honesty, humor, and a stubborn, rebellious optimism, Dear Marcus is like nothing I've ever read. When a bullet in the back told Jerry McGill not to go on, Jerry went on-smiling. — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
“Every Jew was the last Jew; Tevye the Terminal, every single one. Yet, Kugel couldn't help but observe, in all that time - no… — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
“I spent the best years of my life atoning for something I didn't do, something my parents didn't do, something done just about before… — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
“The Kugels, Kugel hated to admit, might just have to, in the event of genocide, rely on the kindness of strangers. Mother used to… — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
Vans are the vehicles of murderers. Serial Killers. Rapists. Thieves. Nothing good ever happens in a van. Police should be allowed to arrest van… — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
“I kind of like it up here, Kugel said. It's got a certain fatalistic charm, a certain je ne sais fucked.” — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
“He could pull this off. He was sure of it. It would have been one thing to protect Anne Frank from the Nazis; he… — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
“He took the diary from Mother's hand and turned it over. The heartbreaking something, he read, of a tragic whatever.” — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
Write something dangerous. Say something you shouldn’t. Blow something up. But well. — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
His intelligence only exacerbated the guilt Kugel felt for bringing him into the world. It was one thing to have condemned a child to… — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
Kugel was a firm believer that death was not always a bad thing - that life often reached such levels of crapitude that dying… — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
“There is hurt in this world. There is pain. Hoping there won't be only makes it worse.” — Shalom Auslander Copy Share Image
