How’s this? And where are the laws of the world and the entire police force of heaven? You’re 38 years old and probably more tired than mere age can possibly make you. Or more correctly: You aren’t tired at all, just restless, just afraid of taking one step on this Earth teeming with pitfalls, which is why you always keep both feet in the air at once, you aren’t tired, just afraid of the terrible fatigue which will follow this terrible restlessness and (after all, you’re Jewish and know what it is to be fearful and anxious) which may—at best—be visualized as sitting in the garden of the insane
