Every civilization finds it necessary to negotiate compromises with its own values.
If only political leaders would allow themselves to feel, as well as to think, the world might be a happier place.
Being seventy is not a sin. It’s not a joy, either.
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.
How does it feel to be a woman minister? I don’t know; I’ve never been a man minister.
You can get used to anything if you have to, even feeling perpetually guilty.
The only alternative to war is peace and the only road to peace is negotiations.
You can’t improve on saying nothing.
Anybody who believes in something without reservation believes that this thing is right and should be, has the stamina to meet obstacles and overcome them.
Glorious bouquets and storms of applause are the trimmings which every artist naturally enjoys.
We don’t want wars even when we win.
Moses dragged us through the desert to the one place in the Middle East where there is no oil.
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.
I’m sure that someday children in schools will study the history of the men who made war as you study an absurdity. They’ll be shocked, just as today we’re shocked with cannibalism.
There’s no difference between one’s killing and making decisions that will send others to kill. It’s exactly the same thing, or even worse.
I want to say to you, friends, that the Jewish community in Palestine is going to fight to the very end. If we have arms to fight with, we will fight with those, and if not, we will fight with stones in our hands.
The deserts of the Middle East are in need of water, not bombers.
It is always much easier, I have discovered, to make people cry or gasp than to make them think.
By the way, did you ever realize that if Moses would have turned right instead of left, we’d have had the oil, the Arabs would have had the sand?
There can be no doubt that the average man blames much more than he praises. His instinct is to blame. If he is satisfied he says nothing; if he is not, he most illogically kicks up a row.