I Leave Shreds Of My Soul On

Listen: If I Am A Painter And I Do Your Portrait, Have I Or Haven't I The Right To Paint You As I Want?

War Is Something Arafat Sends Others To Do For Him. That Is, The Poor Souls Who Believe In Him. This Pompous Incompetent Caused The Failure Of The Camp David Negotiations, Clinton's Mediation.

Hearing Him Speak Is So Fun, Reassuring I Dare Say. You Can Say All You Like About Sihanouk: That He's An Atrocious Liar, A Madman, A Fraud, A Swashbuckler, An International Blot. You May Think That, But You Cannot Deny How In This Age In Which The Political Arena Seems To Generate Only Dull, Obtuse And Boring Characters With No Imagination, He's A Kind Of Miracle.

Listening To Someone Talk Isn't At All Like Listening To Their Words Played Over On A Machine. What You Hear When You Have A Face Before You Is Never What You Hear When You Have Before You A Winding Tape.

I Find It Shameful That In Nearly All The Universities Of Europe, Palestinian Students Sponsor And Nurture Anti-semitism.