The Oz
The Oz
oz. is a common abbreviation for the ounce. Oz or OZ may also refer to:...
copy looks though
Even though I have my own copy here, I want to see what it looks like on the shelf.
people parent looks
I don't look back, I just go forward. I'm just proud of the fact that my parents were immigrants and we had nearly nothing, and all of the sudden, with the help of a lot of people and my parents as a model, I amounted to something.
use way looks
The rule I use is, If it doesn't come out of the ground looking the way it looks when you eat it, be careful.
looks bucks aging
Every person has the right to look and feel like a million bucks.
allowed classic literature magic object reject rid
If we're going to object to depicting magic in books, then we are going to have to reject C.S. Lewis. We're going to have to get rid of ... ... A lot of classic children's literature is not going to be allowed to survive.
backs theater turned
We perfected the theater of the mind, and then we turned our backs on it.
marvel professor
Professor Marvel: Professor Marvel never guesses. He knows!
child mind truly
Truly wonderful, the mind of a child is.
small-town novel exception
The place of my novels is Israel, almost without exception. All of them take place in Israel - in Jerusalem, in the desert, in the kibbutz, in small towns, in villages.
falling-in-love jealous volcanoes
I wrote a novel about Israelis who live their own lives on the slope of a volcano. Near a volcano one still falls in love, one still gets jealous, one still wants a promotion, one still gossips.
children past two
Two children of same cruel parent look at one another and see in each other the image of the cruel parent or the image of their past oppressor. This is very much the case between Jew and Arab: It's a conflict between two victims.
tragedy definitions clash
Well, my definition of a tragedy is a clash between right and right.
novel exception
Almost without exception, my novels are rooted in Israel because that's the place I know well.
loneliness self hands
… that sour blend of loneliness and lust for recognition, shyness and extravagance, deep insecurity and self-intoxicated egomania, that drives poets and writers out of their rooms to seek each other out, to rub shoulders with one another, bully, joke, condescend, feel each other, lay a hand on a shoulder or an arm round a waist, to chat and argue with little nudges, to spy a little, sniff out what is cooking in other pots, flatter, disagree, collude, be right, take offence, apologise, make amends, avoid each other, and seek each other’s company again.