I am that which lies beyond time. Like a melody, which sounds completely only after the last note is played.

My poems are more my silence than my speech. Just as music is a kind of quiet. Sounds are needed only to unveil the various layers of silence.

I’m moved by everything broken and crippled. Since that’s how we really are.

There are things better left untouched by words.

I write in order to comprehend, not to express myself.

This morning I suddenly catch myself: I'm not there, I'm so lost in thought, I don't know what's going on around me. Can you think yourself to death?

I am that which lies beyond time. Like a melody, which sounds completely only after the last note is played.