It's funny, but I think my stories - the good ones - they're much smarter than I am.

In Israel, there is this reduction of the political discourse to something that is very limited. It's as if you have that pitch that only dogs can hear. Sometimes I feel I speak at such a pitch that very few people around me communicate with what I'm saying.

I write in a slangy colloquial speech that has not been common in the Israeli tradition of writing, and that is one of the things that gets lost a little in translation.

He felt full of a dense and sour substance that was blocking his chest, and it wasn't grief. After all those years, life now seemed like no more than a trap, a maze, not even a maze, just a room that was all walls, no door.

Hebrew was frozen, like frozen peas, fresh out of the Bible.

People usually don't allow you to cut off their tongue.

I don't need art to tell me people are assholes. I can just go into the streets.