Without Khomeini, We Would Not

I Was A Little Girl Fighting As A Partisan Against Nazi-fascism.

But To Deny Fate Is Arrogance, To Declare That We Are The Sole Shapers Of Our Existence Is Madness;if You Deny Fate Life Becomes The Series Of Missed Opportunities, A Regret For What Never Was And Could Have Been, A Remorse Of What Was Not Done And Could Have Been Done, And The Present Is Wasted, Twisted Into Another Missed Oppurtunity.

I've Always Disliked Kamikazes, That Is, People Who Commit Suicide In Order To Kill Others. Starting With The Japanese Ones From World War Ii. I Never Considered Them Pietro Miccas Who Torch The Powder And Go Up With The Citadel In Order To Block The Arrival Of The Enemy Troops At Torino. I Never Considered Them Soldiers.

Hearing Him Speak Is So Fun, Reassuring I Dare Say. You Can Say All You Like About Sihanouk: That He's An Atrocious Liar, A Madman, A Fraud, A Swashbuckler, An International Blot. You May Think That, But You Cannot Deny How In This Age In Which The Political Arena Seems To Generate Only Dull, Obtuse And Boring Characters With No Imagination, He's A Kind Of Miracle.

I Defend Israel's Right To Exist, To Defend Themselves, To Not Let Themselves Be Exterminated A Second Time.