I just choose the scripts I want to work on. I don&#39;t know why. It&#39;s not something conscious or that I&#39;m doing on purpose.

Why is it the big, fukkin’, friendly ones who die, Staff?” “They’re not the only ones who die, Werst, it’s just we miss them more than the short, fukkin’, cranky ones.

Whether anybody was home meant everything to a house. It was more than a major fact: it was the only fact.  The family was the house's soul.

We could not guard every water pipeline from being blown up and every tree from being uprooted. We could not prevent every murder of a worker in an orchard or a family in their beds.

Written By Moshe Dayan

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