But here's what I've learned in this war, in this country, in this city: to love the miracle of having been born.

To be good or bad doesn't count: life out in this world doesn't depend on that. It depends on a relation of forces based on violence. And survival is violence. You'll wear leather shoes because someone has killed a cow and skinned it to make leather.

True power does not need arrogance, a long beard and a barking voice. True power strangles you with silk ribbons, charm and intelligence.

I am known for a life spent in the struggle for freedom, and freedom includes the freedom of religion.

Instead of learned young people we have donkeys with University degrees. Instead of future leaders we have mollusks with expensive blue jeans and phony revolutionaries with ski masks. And do you know what? Maybe this is another reason why our Moslem invaders have such an easy game.

But here's what I've learned in this war, in this country, in this city: to love the miracle of having been born.

Glory is a heavy burden, a murdering poison, and to bear it is an art. And to have that art is rare.