Unda deyarli so’z yo’q, lekin bu kuy so’zsiz ham ko’ngli ochiq, sof niyatli qalb egasining butun quvonchi, umid-orzulari va tilaklarini ifodalab berardi. Men umrim bino bo’lib bunday kuyni eshitgan emasman.

But that isn't the crux of the matter; the crux of the matter is, or was, that your dreams of noble permissiveness, openhanded, free-hearted affection, contracted into a bearded, paunchy Jew who spoke Yiddish so dense you could scarce make way against it, contracted into a Slavic, snub-nosed, gentle, dear, depleted Baba, with little gold-rimmed eyeglasses, dam of a dozen offspring. The older of the two immigrant uncles looked like Baba, stocky, aged eighteen, with a head of thick, wavy chestnut hair, and the younger uncle, long-nosed and straight-haired, dazed into reticence, stood apart, gangly and tall.