Everybody Comes From Somewhere.

My Dream Is Much More Modest Than The Dreams Of The Founding Fathers. My Dream Is For Israel To Live In Peace With Its Neighbors And At Peace With Itself. This Will Be Sufficient For Me.

… That Sour Blend Of Loneliness And Lust For Recognition, Shyness And Extravagance, Deep Insecurity And Self-intoxicated Egomania, That Drives Poets And Writers Out Of Their Rooms To Seek Each Other Out, To Rub Shoulders With One Another, Bully, Joke, Condescend, Feel Each Other, Lay A Hand On A Shoulder Or An Arm Round A Waist, To Chat And Argue With Little Nudges, To Spy A Little, Sniff Out What Is Cooking In Other Pots, Flatter, Disagree, Collude, Be Right, Take Offence, Apologise, Make Amends, Avoid Each Other, And Seek Each Other’s Company Again.

In My Essays And Articles I Have Been Saying Again And Again That The Case Of Israel And Palestine, The Case Of Israel And The Arab World, And Indeed The Case Of Israel And Europe, Is Not Black And White. It's Not A Western Movie.

I Don't Think A Novel's Main Donation, Main Gift, Is The Document. The Document Is There, But A Novel Goes Beyond Documentation. It Goes Into Opening A New Vista, Opening A New Perspective, Showing Familiar Things In An Unfamiliar Way, And Making The Reader Reconsider The Documentary Facts Which He Or She May Have Known Before.

There Is A Document In Every Novel In The World. Even In The Most Fantastic Novel, Even In Science Fiction, There Is A Documentary Side. But, This Side Is Not The Crux Of The Matter.