Freedom is the oxygen of the soul.
Our American friends offer us money, arms, and advice. We take the money, we take the arms, and we decline the advice.
Israel must be like a mad dog, too dangerous to bother.
What cause have we to complain about their fierce hatred to us? For eight years now, they sit in their refugee camps in Gaza, and before their eyes we turn into our homestead the land and villages in which they and their forefathers have lived.
Soldiers of Israel, we have no aims of conquest. Our purpose is to bring to naught the attempts of the Arab armies to conquer our land.
The method of collective punishment so far has proved effective.
Let us not be afraid to see the hatred that consumes the lives of hundreds of thousands of Arabs who sit around us and wait for the moment when their hands will be able to reach our blood.
To aim and hit, you need one eye only, and one good finger.
We are a generation of settlers, and without the steel helmet and gun barrel, we shall not be able to plant a tree or build a house.
There is not one single place built in this country that did not have a former Arab population.
There is no more Palestine. Finished.
Israel cannot afford to stand against the entire world and be denounced as the aggressor.
I know that plans and reality may be two different things, but I think my demands on life are minimal.