Pale blind diver, luckless slinger, lost discoverer, in you everything sank!
Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
I have never thought of my life as divided between poetry and politics.
A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn't play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.
I am everybody and every time, I always call myself by your name.
Hands make the world each day.