Nothing, nothing justifies terrorism.

I wish I were a candle in the darkness.

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.

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

The stars had only one task: they taught me how to read. They taught me I had a language in heaven and another language on earth.

We suffer from an incurable malady: Hope.