Above all, the thrall in which an ideology holds a people is best measured by their collective inability to imagine alternatives.

Love consists in leaving the loved one space to be themselves while providing the security within which that self may flourish.

We know what things cost but have no idea what they are worth.

Unlike memory, which confirms and reinforces itself, history contributes to the disenchantment of the world.

Israel today is bad for the Jews.

Social democracy does not represent an ideal future; it does not even represent the ideal past.

If active or concerned citizens forfeit politics, they thereby abandon their society to its most mediocre and venal public servants

If we remain grotesquely unequal, we shall lose all sense of fraternity: and fraternity, for all its fatuity as a political objective, turns out to be the necessary condition of politics itself.

Judaism for me is a sensibility of collective self-questioning and uncomfortable truth-telling. I feel a debt of responsibility to this past. It is why I am Jewish.

Words can make the illness a subject I can master, and not one that one simply emotes over.

the military system of a nation is not an independent section of the social system but an aspect of its totality.

One must leave an inheritance to their next generation in form of safer environment.

Some of us find our lives abridged even before the paperback comes out.

I really love dogs. When I see a dog, I go crazy, it's like, “Oh my God, come here, come here!”

I'm sick of giving creeps money off my soul.

When I write I like to just say everything that people think about but never express vocally. I just get deep into it; I'm a bit obsessive about music.

I think all art - if it's good - is a result of really trying to create something that you can't put into words. Where language ends is where good art begins.

Nearly everything seems a letdown after a writer has finished writing something.

There are no perfect men in this world, only perfect intentions.

... even when we find not what we seek, we find something as well worth seeking as what we missed.

You write your name in the snow Yet say nothing.