I thought poetry could change everything, could change history and could humanize, and I think that the illusion is very necessary to push poets to be involved and to believe, but now I think that poetry changes only the poet.

I see poetry as spiritual medicine.

Every beautiful poem is an act of resistance.

I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood So that I could break the rule I learnt all the words and broke them up To make a single word: Homeland.

If the Olive Trees knew the hands that planted them, Their Oil would become Tears.

... For me it is essential, essential for the poet to have a new toast, new songs.

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