Let me live truly, my Lord, so that death to me becomes true.

One does not ask of one who suffers: What is your country and what is your religion? One merely says: You suffer, that is enough for me.

Poetry is perhaps what teaches us to nurture the charming illusion: how to be reborn out of ourselves over and over again, and use words to construct a better world, a fictitious world that enables us to sign a pact for a permanent and comprehensive peace ... with life.

Collaboration is key—no single entity can solve the world's challenges alone.

But all these stars are silent. You-you alone-will have the stars as no one else has them…

最好的发现来自于提出正确的问题。