“How can we return the occupied territories? There is nobody to return them to.”

Glorious bouquets and storms of applause are the trimmings which every artist naturally enjoys.

There’s no difference between one’s killing and making decisions that will send others to kill. It’s exactly the same thing, or even worse.

This country exists as the fulfillment of a promise made by God Himself. It would be ridiculous to ask it to account for its legitimacy.

I’m sure that someday children in schools will study the history of the men who made war as you study an absurdity. They’ll be shocked, just as today we’re shocked with cannibalism.

How does it feel to be a woman minister? I don’t know; I’ve never been a man minister.

My dear, old age is like an airplane flying in a storm. Once you’re in it there’s nothing you can do. You can’t stop a plane, you can’t stop a storm, you can’t stop time. So you might as well take it easy, with wisdom.

Men who have reached and passed forty-five, have a look as if waiting for the secret of the other world, and as if they were perfectly sure of having found out the secret of this.

You’ll never find a better sparring partner than adversity.

Being seventy is not a sin. It’s not a joy, either.

We say peace and the echo comes back from the other side, war. We dont want wars even when we win.

We don’t thrive on military acts. We do them because we have to, and thank God we are efficient.

Women’s liberation is just a lot of foolishness. It’s men who are discriminated against. They can’t bear children. And no one is likely to do anything about that.

Above all, this country is our own. Nobody has to get up in the morning and worry what his neighbors think of him. Being a Jew is no problem here.

It is always much easier, I have discovered, to make people cry or gasp than to make them think.

I never did anything alone. Whatever was accomplished in this country was accomplished collectively.

Israel itself is the strongest guarantee against another Holocaust.

The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.

Wealth does not bring about excellence, but excellence makes wealth and everything else good for men, both individually and collectively.

As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.

This time it is real – all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death!

I don’t think anybody’s necessarily ready for death. You can only hope that when it approaches, you feel like you’ve said what you wanted to say. Nobody wants to go out in mid-sentence.

To fear death, gentlemen, is no other than to think oneself wise when one is not, to think one knows what one does not know.

The snake which cannot cast its skin has to die.

Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there’s a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.