I Never Did Anything Alone. Whatever Was

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].

Those That Perished In Hitler's Gas Chambers Were The Last Jews To Die Without Standing Up To Defend Themselves.

It Is Always Much Easier, I Have Discovered, To Make People Cry Or Gasp Than To Make Them Think.

Arab Sovereignty In Jerusalem Just Cannot Be. This City Will Not Be Divided - Not Half And Half, Not 60-40, Not 75-25, Nothing.

Zionism And Pessimism Are Not Compatible.