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"Deliver me from the hand of strange children..."

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (pp. 375-376). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

“… And indeed that was a time most fertile in all manner of wicked practices, in so much that no kind of evil deeds were then left undone; nor could any one so much as devise any bad thing that was new, so deeply were they all infected.”

FLAVIUS JOSEPHUS, “The Wars of the Jews”

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 353). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

"My teacher carried his praying-scarf in a velvet bag to
the synagogue: Even so carry I my sacred gun to the Temple That its voice may pray for us."

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 320). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

“It’s always the same story,” said Matthews. “If you are a dumb ox you want to be a chatty parrot. If you are a parrot, you wish you were a dignified ox. Drink your beer and take it easy with your Dostoevski.”

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 296). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

"The khamsin is a hot, dry, easterly wind blowing from the Arabian desert. The name is of Egyptian origin and signifies “fifty”—the fifty days between Easter and Pentecost on which the khamsin is said to be particularly frequent."

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 282). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

"That’s why our whole race is ulcerated in the bloodiest literal sense. Fifteen hundred years of impotent anger has gnawed our intestines, sharpened our features and twisted down the corners of our lips."

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 260). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

"...A race which remains objective when its life is at stake will lose it.”

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 180). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

"The children first; then the cattle; then the workers, is the fundamental principle, the iron hierarchy of priorities according to which all our settlements are built."

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 122). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

“Poor Naphtali,” said Dina. “I never liked him.”

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 88). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.

"He saw great coloured circles spinning and crossing each other like flaming hoops that jugglers throw into the air, and everything became rather quiet; only one last fiery wheel kept turning and expanding, until it too faded and only darkness and peace remained."

Koestler, Arthur. Thieves in the Night (p. 85). Bloomsbury Publishing. Kindle Edition.