Language Is The Only Homeland.

Grow Your Tree Of Falsehood From A Small Grain Of Truth.

Learning To Believe You Are Magnificent. And Gradually To Discover That You Are Not Magnificent. Enough Labor For One Human Life.

If I Am All Mankind, Are They Themselves Without Me?

Not That I Want To Be A God Or A Hero. Just To Change Into A Tree, Grow For Ages, Not Hurt Anyone.

Poetry Is A Dividend From What You Know And What You Are.