We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

I believe in the power of poetry, which gives me reasons to look ahead and identify a glint of light.

Where can I free myself of the homeland in my body?

My homeland is not a suitcase, and I am no traveller

The metaphor for Palestine is stronger than the Palestine of reality.

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.

Nothing is harder on the soul, than the smell of dreams, while they're evaporating.