I Write In Words. And My Words

I'm Not Sure I'm Happy With Words Such As "task" Or "role" When They Are Attached To Literature. I Prefer To Talk About The Gift Of Literature Rather Than Its Role Or Task. You Know, Gynecology Has A Role; Sex Is A Gift. And Literature Is Not About Sending Messages.

The Place Of My Novels Is Israel, Almost Without Exception. All Of Them Take Place In Israel - In Jerusalem, In The Desert, In The Kibbutz, In Small Towns, In Villages.

If We Don't Stop Somewhere, If We Don't Accept An Unhappy Compromise, Unhappy For Both Sides, If We Don't Learn How To Unhappily Coexist And Contain Our Burned Sense Of Injustice - If We Don't Learn How To Do That, We End Up In A Doomed State.

The Opposite Of Compromise Is Not Integrity. The Opposite Of Compromise Is Not Idealism. The Opposite Of Compromise Is Fanaticism And Death. And Yes, I Know One Or Two Things About Fanaticism And Death, And I Reject Them. The Alternative To Fanaticism And To Death Is Not Some Miraculous Realization That Someone Has Been Wrong And He Has To Apologize. No, The Answer To Fanaticism And To Death Is Curiosity And Compromise And Concession.

Almost Every Modern Literary Form Existed In Hebrew Two Thousand Years Ago. And, Yes, It Existed Even During The Middle Ages.