My two sons speak Hebrew, and are familiar with the scriptures and with rabbinic literature. This is the way we live.

The Talmud: Heart's Blood of the Jewish Faith.

Discount my partiality, but my report is that so far The Winds of War is looking good.

I think it's a bit like coming to the end of a book. The plot's in its thickest, all the characters are in a mess, but you can see that there aren't fifty pages left, and you know that the finish can't be far off.

I learned about machinery, I learned how men behaved under pressure, and I learned about Americans.

Illusion is an anodyne, bred by the gap between wish and reality.

Strange, isn't it, that warfare has come down to fencing with complicated toys that only a few seedy scholars can make or understand.