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I Often Write About Reconciling. Reconciling, Or Maybe Half-reconciling Between Antagonists, Between People Who Are Deadly Enemies. I Write About Reconciliation, But Not As A Miracle, As A Slow, Gradual Process Of Mutual Discovery - Discovering One Another. I Write About Sad, Sober, Sometimes Heart-breaking Compromises.

It Is Wrong To Take An 18-year-old Boy Or Girl And Arm Them With Machine Guns And Make Them The Almighty King Of Some Little Arab Village. No Young Man, And No Old Man Either, Should Have So Much Power Over The Life And Death Of So Many Helpless Individuals. It Is Corrupting. It Sometimes Provokes Desperate, Savage And Indiscriminate Violence Among The Occupied.

In The Same Way In Which Music Is Made Of Notes And A Painting Is Made Of Lines Of Colors, The Matter Of Literature Are Words.

Every Single Pleasure I Can Imagine Or Have Experienced Is More Delightful, More Of A Pleasure, If You Take It In Small Sips, If You Take Your Time. Reading Is Not An Exception.

Now, Israel Is A Fulfillment, And As A Fulfillment, It Is Flawed. The Fact That It Is Flawed Is Not So Much A Testimony About The Failures Of Israel. No, It Is A Testimony About The Nature Of Dreams.