In The Last War, People Became Vocal

For Me Taking A Pragmatic Decision When It Comes To Art Is Almost An Oxymoron. The Reason I First Picked Up A Pen And Wrote A Story Had Nothing Pragmatic In It.

If You Want To Learn How To Be Happy, You Have To Know What Is Sadness First.

My Mother, For Example, Told The German Officer Not To Kill Her. She'd Make It Worth His While. And Then, When They Were Doing It, She Pulled A Knife Out Of Her Belt And Sliced Open His Chest, Just Like She Used To Open Chicken Breasts To Stuff With Rice For The Sabbath Meal.

I Think That Before My Son Was Born, I Didn't Have A Strong Sensation For Future. I Was Living In This Kind Of Never-ending Present.

I Think Living In Israel And Wanting To Change Reality Is The Best Prescription For Never-ending Writer's Block.