On My Parents Scale Of Values, The

I Don't Write Novels About Expeditions To The Planet Mars Because I Haven't Been There And I Don't Know Anything About It.

… That Sour Blend Of Loneliness And Lust For Recognition, Shyness And Extravagance, Deep Insecurity And Self-intoxicated Egomania, That Drives Poets And Writers Out Of Their Rooms To Seek Each Other Out, To Rub Shoulders With One Another, Bully, Joke, Condescend, Feel Each Other, Lay A Hand On A Shoulder Or An Arm Round A Waist, To Chat And Argue With Little Nudges, To Spy A Little, Sniff Out What Is Cooking In Other Pots, Flatter, Disagree, Collude, Be Right, Take Offence, Apologise, Make Amends, Avoid Each Other, And Seek Each Other’s Company Again.

The Far Right Is Saying To Us: Forget About The Two-state Solution, It Is Going To Be A Jewish State From The Coast To Jordan. The Left Wing Says You Have To Forget About Jewish Self-determination, You Will Have To Live As A Minority In An Arab State - Just Like The Whites In South Africa. The Key Word That Both Have In Mind Is That The Situation In The West Bank Is "irrevocable." It Is One Of The Words I Dislike The Most.

Almost Every Modern Literary Form Existed In Hebrew Two Thousand Years Ago. And, Yes, It Existed Even During The Middle Ages.

The Opposite Of Compromise Is Not Integrity. The Opposite Of Compromise Is Not Idealism. The Opposite Of Compromise Is Fanaticism And Death. And Yes, I Know One Or Two Things About Fanaticism And Death, And I Reject Them. The Alternative To Fanaticism And To Death Is Not Some Miraculous Realization That Someone Has Been Wrong And He Has To Apologize. No, The Answer To Fanaticism And To Death Is Curiosity And Compromise And Concession.