How is it possible, after all, that someone should simply vanish? How can someone who lived, loved, and wrangled with God and with himself just disap… - Isaac Bashevis Singer

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How is it possible, after all, that someone should simply vanish? How can someone who lived, loved, and wrangled with God and with himself just disappear? I don’t know how and in what sense but they’re here. Since time is an illusion, why shouldn’t everything remain?

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About Isaac Bashevis Singer

Isaac Bashevis Singer (Yiddish: יצחק באַשעװיס זינגער or יצחק בת־שבֿעס זינגער; pseudonym: Icek Hersz Zynger;[1] born 21 November 1902 as Icek Zynger, died 24 July 1991) was a Polish-American writer of short stories and novels in Yiddish; he used his mother's name in devising his penname "Bashevis" (son of Bathsheba). He received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1978.

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Native Name: יצחק זינגער
Alternative Names: Isaac Bashevis-Singer Yitsḥoḳ Basheṿis Yitsḥaḳ Basheṿis-Zinger Yitsḥaḳ Basheṿis- Zinger I. B. Singer Itzhak Bashevis Singer Yitsḥoḳ Bashevis-Zinger Isaac Bashevis Yitsḥaḳ Basheṿis Yitsḥoḳ Bashevis- Zinger Isaac Singer
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I didn't expect that anyone would be interested in my kind of writing. I was interested, and this was for me enough.

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There are 500 reasons I write for children.... Children read books, not reviews. They don't give a hoot about the critics.... They don't read to free themselves of guilt, to quench their thirst for rebellion, or to get rid of alienation. They still believe in God, the family, angels, devils, witches, goblins, logic, clarity, punctuation, and other such obsolete stuff.... They don't expect their beloved writer to redeem humanity. Young as they are, they know that it is not in his power. Only the adults have such childish illusions.

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