History laughs at both the victim and the aggressor.
I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold
And what I don't understand I grasp it only when it's too late.
We suffer from an incurable malady: Hope.
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.
The metaphor for Palestine is stronger than the Palestine of reality.