One day, I will be a poet. Water will depend on my visions.

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.

If the spirit of wonder & curiosity stays alive in us, then surely we will always have new questions, and always expand our creativity in response?

The more you free your heart from sin, the more your heart is free to serve.

Everything in New Orleans is a good idea.

A dream is a vision, a goal is a promise. You can keep your promises to yourself by remaining flexible, focused, and committed.

I've been trying to do films for years. So I've decided to wait until the next good part comes along and develop a record on my own in the meantime.

Peace, so elusive in the past many decades, now finally prevails all over the country.

I've been arrested a few times, but I've never been in real trouble. Because what I do is art and even if it is illegal, Art is a universal activity, and artists are generally respected.

The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness.

Every spirit makes its house, and we can give a shrewd guess from the house to the inhabitant.

If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it was, and always will be yours. If it never returns, it was never yours to begin with.