How will it break a father's heart, with a dead child in his arms? At that very minute, I'm silenced by the tremendous grief, and I found myself facing the same grey, soundless world along with Michael Corleone. Marvelous Italian tragic feast upon enforced fate.
I'm twelve years old.I ran into a Synagogue.I ask Rabbi the meaning of life.He tells me the meaning of life.But he tells to me in Hebrew.I don't understand Hebrew.And he wants to charge me six hundred dollars for Hebrew lessons.