The Christian use of religion as a personal love affair both shocked me, and attracted me.

In speaking of Jesus, I must speak about Christianity because I do not think it possible or profitable to divide the two.

I didn't want to be on the losing side. I was fed up with Jewish weakness, timidity and fear. I didn't want any more Jewish sentimentality and Jewish suffering. I was sickened by our sad songs.

I was certainly open for something being on the edge of a nervous breakdown, perplexed by my own sexuality. I was gay.

For a devotee or lover, the being, worshipped or loved, will always be the only one for her or him.

I recovered my infant Judaism, but in a reformist version.

During the Second World War, evacuated to non-Jewish households, I encountered Christianity at home and in school.