I Never Wanted Children, Maybe I'm Afraid

I Wish I Were A Candle In The Darkness.

Nothing, Nothing Justifies Terrorism.

I Don't Decide To Represent Anything Except Myself. But That Self Is Full Of Collective Memory.

A Person Can Only Be Born In One Place. However, He May Die Several Times Elsewhere: In The Exiles And Prisons, And In A Homeland Transformed By The Occupation And Oppression Into A Nightmare.

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.