By the way, did you ever realize that if Moses would have turned right instead of left, we’d have had the oil, the Arabs would have had the sand?
GOLDA MEIRTo be successful, a woman has to be much better at her job than a man.
More Golda Meir Quotes
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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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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.
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It is true we have won all our wars, but we have paid for them. We don’t want victories anymore.
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It isn’t enough to believe in something; you have to have the stamina to meet obstacles and overcome them, to struggle.
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How can we return the occupied territories? There is nobody to return them to.
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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.
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Men are committing the rapes. Let them be put under curfew.
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I must govern the clock, not be governed by it.
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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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I never did anything alone. Whatever was accomplished in this country was accomplished collectively.
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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.
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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.
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I’m a slave to this leaf in a diary that lists what I must do, what I must say, every half hour.
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You can’t improve on saying nothing.
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We can forgive you for killing our children, but we can never forgive you for making us kill your children.
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