Isaac Bashevis Singer
Isaac Bashevis Singer
Isaac Bashevis Singerwas a Polish-born Jewish author in Yiddish, awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1978. The Polish form of his birth name was Icek Hersz Zynger. He used his mother's first name in an initial literary pseudonym, Izaak Baszewis, which he later expanded. He was a leading figure in the Yiddish literary movement, writing and publishing only in Yiddish. He was also awarded two U.S. National Book Awards, one in Children's Literature for his memoir A Day Of...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth14 July 1904
CountryUnited States of America
Isaac Bashevis Singer quotes about
As long as people will shed the blood of innocent creatures there can be no peace, no liberty, no harmony between people. Slaughter and justice cannot dwell together.
Whenever I'm in trouble, I pray. And because I'm in trouble all of the time, I pray almost constantly.
A Marxist has never written a good novel.
When you betray somebody else, you also betray yourself.
I am thankful, of course, for the prize and thankful to God for each story, each idea, each word, each day.
Kindness, I've discovered, is everything in life.
What nature delivers to us is never stale. Because what nature creates has eternity in it.
While facts never become obsolete or stale, commentaries always do.
No technological achievements can mitigate the disappointment of modern man, his loneliness, his feeling of inferiority, and his fear of war, revolution and terror. Not only has our generation lost faith in Providence but also in man himself, in his institutions and often in those who are nearest to him.
Some of my cronies call me a pessimist and a decadent, but there is always a background of faith behind resignation.
The pessimism of the creative person is not decadence but a mighty passion for the redemption of man.
The sexual organs are the most sensitive organs of the human being. They are not diplomats. They tell the truth.
The second half of the twentieth century is a complete flop.
Heaven and earth conspire that everything which has been, be rooted and reduced to dust. Only the dreamers, who dream while awake, call back the shadows of the past and braid nets from the unspun thread.