Quote from The Yiddish Policeman's Union by Michael Chabon

Finally got around to reading this book. Near the end, I really liked this sentence (context is a dream of the main character, Landsman):
Landsman pursues Albert Einstein across the milk-white, chalk-white ice, hopping from square to shadowed square across relativistic chessboards of culpability and atonement, across the imaginary land of penguins and Eskimos that the Jews never quite managed to inherit.