Milk Fed

Worse yet, his wife had just given birth to twin daughters and he now identified as a “feminist.” Ofer was acquiring a perfunctory knowledge of social justice, as dictated by thinkpieces on diversity, inclusion, and equal pay in the Hollywood Reporter.

My mother gave birth to twins: myself and fear.
—Thomas Hobbes

you found your way back to me once and so can find your way back again, because I am always here. The world will hurt you again and again. You will hurt yourself again and again. And when it does, and when you do, you will remember me again and again. You will drop to your knees. You will hold yourself. You will be your own daughter again.

the word golem, in English, means shapeless mass. But in Hebrew, it means unfinished substance.

I liked these echoes of the past, the way a food could rouse a memory from death.

There are emanations of god we can’t even see. What’s important is that you feel it.

What did it mean to love something so much and also be wrong about it?

My mathematics, no matter how isolating, had given me companionship. In that restricted life I had rules, a border, a system for certainty—even if the very idea of human certitude, within the boundless mystery of existence, was, itself, false.

I wondered whether there was a deadline for when a person had to finally stop blaming her mother for her own thoughts.

I realized that the food itself was only one part of what a person needed in order to be sustained.