In 1952, I had gone to England on a literary pilgrimage, but what I also saw, even at that distance from the blitz, were bombed-out ruins and an enervated society, while the continent was still, psychologically, in the grip of its recent atrocities.

Paradise is only for those who have already been there.

All politicians know that every 'temporary' political initiative promised as a short-term poultice stays on the books forever.

Life is that which - pressingly, persistently, unfailingly, imperially - interrupts.

The secular Jew is a figment; when a Jew becomes a secular person he is no longer a Jew.

The engineering is secondary to the vision.

After a certain number of years, our faces become our biographies.