I'm A Slave To This

It Is A Dreadful Thing To See The Dead City. Next To The Port I Found Children, Women, The Old, Waiting For A Way To Leave. I Entered The Houses, There Were Houses Where The Coffee And Pita Bread Were Left On The Table, And I Could Not Avoid [thinking] That This, Indeed, Had Been The Picture In Many Jewish Towns [i.e., In Europe, During World War Ii].

This Country Exists As The Fulfillment Of A Promise Made By God Himself. It Would Be Ridiculous To Ask It To Account For Its Legitimacy.

We Don't Thrive On Military Acts. We Do Them Because We Have To, And Thank God We Are Efficient.

My Dear, Old Age Is Like An Airplane Flying In A Storm. Once You're In It There's Nothing You Can Do. You Can't Stop A Plane, You Can't Stop A Storm, You Can't Stop Time. So You Might As Well Take It Easy, With Wisdom.

We Jews Have A Secret Weapon In Our Struggle With The Arabs; We Have No Place To Go.