Fiddler on the Roof

"A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But 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 here if it's so dangerous? We stay because Anatevka is our home. And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in a word—tradition!"

"Without our traditions, our lives would be as shaky as a fiddler on the roof."

"When a poor man eats a chicken, one of them is sick."