I see what I want of Love... I see horses making the meadow dance, fifty guitars sighing, and a swarm of bees suckling the wild berries, and I close my eyes until I see our shadow behind this dispossessed place... I see what I want of people: their desire to long for anything, their lateness in getting to work and their hurry to return to their folk... and their need to say: Good Morning.

I want to find a language that transforms language itself into steel for the spirit--a language to use against these sparkling insects, these jets.

One day, I will be a poet. Water will depend on my visions.

I am not a lover of Israel, of course. I have no reason to be. But I don't hate Jews.

Without hope we are lost.

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

When I passed the age of 50, I learned how to control my emotions.