Don't Write About That Which You Don't

There Are Certain Concepts, Which Exist In English, And Are Unthinkable, Untranslatable Into Hebrew And Vice Versa. Hebrew Has A System Of Tenses, Which Is, In A Big Way, Different From The English System Of Tenses, Probably Different Than Any European System Of Tenses, Which Means A Different Sense Of Reality, Which Means A Different Concept Of Time. So, Things Can Be Translated, But They Become Different.

The Morning I Woke Up And It Was Announced That Trump Was The Elected President Of The United States, I Wrote To Angela Merkel. I Said That She - At Least For Me - Is Now The Leader Of The Free World.

We Lived Through A Relatively Golden Age Between The End Of World War Ii And Sept. 11, 2001.

Literature Exists Inside The Language. It's Made Of Words.

The Only Way To Keep A Dream, Any Dream At All, To Keep A Dream Perfect And Rosy And Intact And Unsullied Is Never To Live It Out. The Moment You Carry Out Any Of Your Dreams Or Your Fantasies - Travel Around The World, Climbing A High Mountain, Buying A New House, Writing A Novel, Carrying Out A Sexual Fantasy, Traveling To An Unknown Country - The Moment You Carry Out Your Dreams, It's Always, By Definition Less Perfect And Rosy Than It Had Been As A Dream. This Is The Nature Of Dreams.