I believe in the power of poetry, which gives me reasons to look ahead and identify a glint of light.

To be under occupation, to be under siege, is not a good inspiration for poetry.

They asked do you love her to death?

When a writer declares that his first book is his best, that is bad. I progress successively from book to book.

When the image is identical to reality, the imagination is compelled to be neutral. Therefore let the image of the object lie to the object so we can see what lies beyond the object, and in the light of that vision see what saves us from nothingness.

Words are a homeland.

Far away, our dreams have nothing to do with what we do. The wind carries the night, and passes on, aimless.

The only paradise we know through our senses and intuition is that of the beloved, and the only hell, disappointment in love.