The Lewinskys attended the Rabbi's Sinai Temple in Los Angeles for years and Monica went to its affiliated Sinai Akiba Academy religious school before heading to college, and eventually, the White House.

'He was a brilliant, talented, extraordinary child, and for the leader of the United States we need an adult,' the Associated Press reported Rabbi Wolpe saying in a synagogue service around the time of the 1998 scandal.

I know this because I was the one who broke us 10 years ago. I was fortunate enough to realize my mistake and most fortunate for my husband to forgive me - except he never really did and that is the crux of the issue. Trying to figure out what this will mean for my sons - one a junior in high school, one in 8th grade and one in 2nd grade. And the truth in that has broken my heart into a million pieces - destruction of together-dreams, forever-dreams, family-dreams, love-dreams...

There is an intense emphasis on finding a new mate, as quickly as possible. The problem, of course, is that sooner or later you wake up and realize you have less in common with these replacements than you thought you did and now (if you were foolish enough to rush into getting remarried, as many do in the first 3 years after a divorce) you are stuck in a worse situation than the first one. Only then do you have a real chance to grow, to change, to learn who you are, why you ended up where you did, how you came to be there, where you want to go. You tucked them away long ago, you had to, there was no room for them in that relationship. It is the destruction of together-dreams, forever-dreams, family-dreams, love-dreams.

The pressure can be extreme, and your married friends look at you like you have leprosy. You cannot leave a marriage without doing violence to all those things, no matter how amicable the divorce. A great big bloody butcher knife that slices through even the most connected hearts. It's why all the mythology of divorce is what it is. When you walk out the door, which may well be the bravest moment of your life, you are suddenly at sea, not on a path. And just like life's death, you are not permitted to see beyond the threshold.

This is an extraordinary accomplishment and too little known in the world.

Azerbaijan is a country with a long and proud history of acceptance of other religious traditions.

You open the door and walk through it, thinking you will go to destination 'x' only to find out that it was just an illusion, that destination 'x' is only visible from inside the marriage and that once you leave, you not only cannot find it, but you start to realize, it probably never existed at all. Here's a doozy: when you leave your marriage, in terms of romantic relationships, you begin to behave as if you were still the age you were when you met your spouse. You get involved in things you should have outgrown years ago. Because the thing is, it's a little like being an addict. It takes courage not to thrash about in the quicksand. Only then can you begin to walk towards a new place, a better place.

I lived alone for 10 years (17-27) before getting married. I'd rather be alone than be in a marriage that isn't working, that's irrevocably broken (and I have no regrets over that, for me, it was not a choice). When an addict becomes sober, emotionally, they're the age they were when they started using. You begin to think in a new way, free of the paradigms and mindprisons that had to be created in order to keep a broken marriage functioning. It takes a willingness to surrender completely to every weakness inside yourself, to forgive, forgive, forgive... Only then will you know that you have done the right thing.

I have often thought that one difference in potency of anti-Islamic feeling versus anti-Semitism may be measured in the simple fact that while mosques are often unguarded, most synagogues have serious security.

And yet on Saturday in a Muslim country, Jews walked freely into the synagogue, and no one bothered to ask questions or check bags. At a meeting the week before in Jerusalem, an Israeli diplomat said to our group: “I would hesitate to walk down the street in Sweden with a kippah, but not in Azerbaijan.

In Azerbaijan no one will give you a hard time.” I can attest to the accuracy of that statement.