You have to want to listen to it, and then you can hear it. It has a strange, beautiful texture. It doesn't always talk. Sometimes-sometimes it cries, and you can hear the pain of the world in it. It hurts… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
A writer is a strange instrument of our species, a harp of sorts, fine-tuned to the dark contradictions of life. — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
“DW: Some critics have written that they don’t admire your so-called simple style. You have contended that your writing is a result of much… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
“I cannot pray. I talk to God through my sculpture and painting.' 'That's also prayer.' He smiled faintly, the morning sun on his face.… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
I don't work on my Sabbath. I write five-and-a-half or six days a week. — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
And these two elements are at odds with one another because Freud is utterly adversary to almost all the ways of structuring the human… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
“How should a Jew feel? There we went through the seven gates of hell for matzos. Here I stand in matzos over my head.… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
“In our time... a man whose enemies are faceless bureaucrats almost never wins. It is our equivalent to the anger of the gods in… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
Seeds must be sown everywhere. Only some will bear fruit. But there would not be the fruit from the few had the many not… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
“Basically it’s none of our business how somebody manages to grow, if only he does grow, if only we’re on the trail of the… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
“I walked the streets and tasted the golden sun that lay across the city.” — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
What I have in advance are people I want to write about and a problem or problems that I see those people encountering and… — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
“Millions of people can draw. Art is whether there is a scream in you wanting to get out in a special way.” — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
