Quote by Moshe Dayan

If you want to make peace, you don't talk to your friends. You talk to your enemies.


If you want to make peace, you don't talk to your friends.

Summary

This quote suggests that in order to achieve peace, it is ineffective to only communicate with like-minded individuals or friends. Instead, one should engage in dialogue and negotiations with adversaries or enemies. By doing so, it becomes possible to understand differing perspectives, address conflicts, and find mutually beneficial solutions. This quote emphasizes the importance of reaching out to those on opposing sides, rather than solely relying on the support and consensus of those who agree with you.

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Peace
By Moshe Dayan
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