My homeland is not a suitcase, and I am no traveller

And you became like coffee, in the deliciousness, and the bitterness, and the addiction.

Nothing is harder on the soul, than the smell of dreams, while they're evaporating.

I am from there. I am from here. I am not there and I am not here. I have two names, which meet and part, and I have two languages. I forget which of them I dream in.

If the Olive Trees knew the hands that planted them, Their Oil would become Tears.

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.

And I tell myself, a moon will rise from my darkness.

We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

We suffer from an incurable malady: Hope.

If you live, live free or die like the trees, standing up.

Standing here, staying here, permanent here, eternal here, and we have one goal, one, one: to be.

The coffee is not strong enough to keep me awake.

Would the world be better off without people or would people be better off without money?

The preaching that this world needs most is the sermons in shoes that are walking with Jesus Christ.

The people want wholesome dread. They want to fear something. They want someone to frighten them and make them shudderingly submissive.

Irrepressible curiosity vied with an instinctive fear.

Rich relationships lead to much more than money. They lead to success, fulfillment, and wealth.

Certainly situation comedy is harder than people who are good at it make it look, but it's fun to do something different.

Life is a sexually transmitted terminal disease.

My music has to do with imaginary things, so I took that concept and used the whole "the music is not the truth" mantra as a way to market myself.

Poke gave him life. Ender gave it meaning.