The life of every man who fights in a just cause is a paradox. He makes war so that there should be peace. He sheds blood so that there should be no more bloodshed.
-- Menachem Begin, The Revolt, 1949
There was a touch of the mystical, the messianic, about him. In starched white shirt and dark suit, tie tightly knotted at his throat, spectacles ever in place, he looked like a stern schoolmaster who had spent so many hours in lonely thought that he moved with an evident lack of ease among other people. From his earliest boyhood in a...
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