I have seen great intolerance shown in support of tolerance.
You don’t have people chanting ‘Death to America’ in Israel.
Malice is only another name for mediocrity.
When I arrived to study at Oxford in October 1963, the bohemian style was black plastic or leather jackets for women and black leather or navy donkey jackets for men. I stuck to cavalry twills and a duffle coat, at least for a few months.
There is nothing as dead and as damned as an important thing. The things that really matter are casual, insignificant little things.
In its truest manifestation, where it gives judgments, poetry is super-luxury. It would be interesting to see what would happen to a High Court judge if he were forced to follow the true poetic formula, doing the job for love, being forced into pubs for relief.
We’re willing to make difficult and hard decisions and compromises to live in peace with our neighbours, but we’re entitled to our own country where Jews from around the world can come here, just as Palestinians from around the world can come to the Palestinian state.
As I live and am a man, this is an unexaggerated tale – my dreams become the substances of my life.
Those in the international community that refuse to put red lines before Iran don’t have a moral right to place a red light before Israel.
It’s not the physical location of birth that defines citizenship, but whether your parents are citizens, and the express or implied consent to jurisdiction of the sovereign.