And now I am ready to keep running When the sun rises beyond the borderlands of death. I already see mountain ridges in the heavenly forest Where, beyond every essence, a new essence awaits.

Two attributes of a poet, avidity of the eye and the desire to describe that which he sees.

I have no wisdom, no skills, and no faith but I received strength, it tears the world apart. I shall break, a heavy wave, against its shores and a young wave will cover my trace.

On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.

I am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.

Human reason is beautiful and invincible. No bars, no barbed wire, no pulping of books, No sentence of banishment can prevail against it. It puts what should be above things as they are. It does not know Jew from Greek nor slave from master.

Consolation Calm down. Both your sins and your good deeds will be lost in oblivion.