God Has Pity On Kindergarten Children

The Soul Inside Me Is The Last Foreign Language I'm Learning.

There Are Two Languages: One As Things Seem To Us And The Other Of Knowledge.

Behind All This, Some Great Happiness Is Hiding.

I Wanted To Be Calm, Like A Mound With All Its Cities Destroyed, And Tranquil, Like A Full Cemetery.

My Poems Are Political In The Deeper Sense Of The Word. Political Means To Live In Your Time, To Be A Man Of Your Time.