Some classic Tevye from Fiddler on the Roof:
Tevye: A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But here, in our little village of Anatevka, you might say every one of us is a fiddler on the roof trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune without breaking his neck. It isn't easy. You may ask 'Why do we stay up there if it's so dangerous?' Well, we stay because Anatevka is our home. And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in one word: tradition!
Perchik: Money is the world's curse. Tevye: May the Lord smite me with it. And may I never recover
Tevye: As the good book says, if you spit in the air, it lands in your face
Tevye: I know, I know. We are Your chosen people. But, once in a while, can't You choose someone else?
Lazar Wolf: How is your brother-in-law? In America? Tevye: Oh, he's doing very well. Lazar Wolf: Oh, he wrote you? Tevye: No, not lately. Lazar Wolf: Then how do you know? Tevye: If he was doing badly, he would write.
Tevye: As the good book says 'Each shall seek his own kind'. In other words a bird may love a fish but where would they build a home together?
Tevye: [to God] Anyway, Motel and Tzeitel have been married for some time now. They work very hard, and they're as poor as squirrels in winter. But, they're so happy, they don't know how miserable they are
Villager: An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth. Tevye: Very good. That way the whole world will be blind and toothless.
Tevye to God) "You made many many poor people, I realise of course it's no shame to be poor, but it's no great honour either. Now what would be so terrible if I had a small fortune?" |