In Morocco, it's possible to see the Atlantic and the Mediterranean at the same time.

I love life in spite of all that mars it. I love friendship, jokes and laughter.

I came to poetry through the urgent need to denounce injustice, exploitation, humiliation. I know that's not enough to change the world. But to remain silent would have been a kind of intolerable complicity.

A modern civilization is only possible when it is accepted that singular beings exist and express themselves freely.

Most of those who died did not die of hunger but of hatred. Feeling hatred diminishes you. It eats at your from within and attacks the immune system. When you have hatred inside you, it always crushes you in the end.

We do not have many intellectuals who can speak out for us internationally. We have no writers who are recognized, respected and loved outside the Arab world.

My hope is that countries like Morocco will have investment to create work, so people don't have to leave.