Far away, our dreams have nothing to do with what we do. The wind carries the night, and passes on, aimless.

To be under occupation, to be under siege, is not a good inspiration for poetry.

My love, I fear the silence of your hands.

And what I don't understand I grasp it only when it's too late.

We have to understand - not justify - what gives rise to this tragedy. It's not because they're looking for beautiful virgins in heaven, as Orientalists portray it. Palestinian people are in love with life. If we give them hope - a political solution - they'll stop killing themselves.

Palestinian people are in love with life.

Have I had two roads, I would have chosen their third.