To see you naked is to recall the Earth.

Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verde ramas. Green I love you green. Green Wind. Green branches.

Those who are afraid of death will carry it on their shoulders.

The day hunger disappears, the world will see the greatest spiritual explosion humanity has ever seen.

A poet must be a professor of the five senses and must open doors among them.

With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand.

Only mystery allows us to live, only mystery.