Why couldn’t a different teacher have given over those announcements? Why, oh why, did it have to be my mother?
Never Again these days has a very hollow ring to it. Never Again has become Once Again
“It’s okay.” I rest my head in my palms. “I just… want to sleep. And also I can’t sleep”
They’re full of remorse. Yet sometimes it’s too late for remorse
Ashreinu mah tov chelkeinu: Fine, they all hate us, but we love us — and we love being us!
30 years later, Rav Simcha Wasserman's legacy endures
“Boundaries” have become a catchall term for just saying no whenever we feel like it
“The first time, we didn’t know exactly what the result would be. But this second time, we knew the exact vibe we were trying to achieve”
Having a yetzer hara isn’t a disgrace; it’s a sign that Hashem wants our efforts in our avodas Hashem
Democrats beware — Centrists support Israel