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.

Nothing, nothing justifies terrorism.

The days have taught you not to trust happiness because it hurts when it deceives.

I see poetry as spiritual medicine.

And I tell myself, a moon will rise from my darkness.

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

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