This Christian poison hasn't stopped yet.

I began to see that my problems, seen spiritually, were really my soul's plusses.

Early on I saw the repression and idolatry of Stalinism, and when it cracked, I was open to religion again.

At religious instruction classes, I encountered The Pilgrims Progress by John Bunyan, and the sincerity of the traveller in that book was overwhelming.

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.

Jews are just like everyone else, only more so.

To my surprise, my 70s are nicer than my 60s and my 60s than my 50s, and I wouldn't wish my teens and 20s on my enemies.