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.
GOLDA MEIRBeing seventy is not a sin. It’s not a joy, either.
More Golda Meir Quotes
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We don’t want wars even when we win.
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Don’t be humble… you’re not that great.
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Old age is like a plane flying through a storm. Once you’re aboard, there’s nothing you can do.
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We do not rejoice in victories. We rejoice when a new kind of cotton is grown and when strawberries bloom in Israel.
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Those who don’t know how to weep with their whole heart, don’t know how to laugh either.
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Ability hits the mark where presumption overshoots and diffidence falls short.
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From Russia I didn’t bring out a single happy memory, only sad, tragic ones. The nightmare of pogroms, the brutality of Cossacks charging young Socialists, fear, shrieks of terror.
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There is only one thing I hope to see before I die, and that is that my people should not need expressions of sympathy anymore.
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We don’t thrive on military acts. We do them because we have to, and thank God we are efficient.
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It is always much easier, I have discovered, to make people cry or gasp than to make them think.
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Not being beautiful was the true blessing. Not being beautiful forced me to develop my inner resources. The pretty girl has a handicap to overcome.
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The world hates a Jew who hits back. The world loves us only when we are to be pitied.
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The only way to eliminate war is to love our children more than we hate our enemies.
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How can I explain the difference to me between America and Russia? the America I’ve known is a place where men on horseback escort union marchers, the Russia I’ve known is a place where men on horseback slaughter young Socialists and Jews.
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I have always felt sorry for people afraid of feeling, of sentimentality, who are unable to weep with their whole heart. Because those who do not know how to weep do not know how to laugh either.
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