The Economists Will Have To Revise Their

Let Me Tell You What I Look Like: Pale Face, Long Hair, And A Tiny Start Of A Paunch. In Addition, An Awkward Gait, And A Cigar In The Mouth And A Pen In Pocket Or Hand.

When I Was Young, All I Wanted And Expected From Life Was To Sit Quietly In Some Corner Doing My Work Without The Public Paying Attention To Me. And Now See What Has Become Of Me.

It Would Be My Greatest Sadness To See Zionists (jews) Do To Palestinian Arabs Much Of What Nazis Did To Jews.

God Casts The Die, Not The Dice.

Have The Courage To Take Your Own Thoughts Seriously, For They Will Shape You.