Occupation: Poet Birth: January 15, 1902 Death: June 3, 1963
We'll dive into the earth together. And if one day a wild flower finds water and springs up from that piece of earth, its stem will have two blooms ….
That's how it goes, my friend. The problem is not falling a captive, it's how to avoid surrender..
When the light of the star which flows into my eyes as a drop of gold first pierced the darkness in space, there was not a single eye on earth lookin….
My country or the stars Or my youth, what's farthest?.
I'm only seven, although I died In Hiroshima long ago, I'm seven now as I was then - When children die, they do not grow..
Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel for example - I mean without looking for something beyond and abov….
At eighteen you don't think about memories, you tell them..
And don't forget, a prisoner's wife must always think good thoughts..
The most beautiful sea hasn't been crossed yet. The most beautiful child hasn't grown up yet. The most beautiful days we haven't seen yet. And the mo….
However and wherever we are, we must live as if we will never die..
We can only reach our goal amid bloodletting.
Welcome baby it's your turn to live they're laying for you chicken pox whooping cough smallpox malaria TB heart disease cancer and so on unemployment….
I've never regretted I was born too soon. I'm proud to be a child of the twentieth century. I'm satisfied to join its ranks on our side and fight for….
Looking at this insolent earth, you hear the first battle cry of our species- trap it under a rock and together, screaming, attack and destroy it, as….
At eighteen the heart shoots like a pebble from a slingshot and the head doesn't sit on the shoulder..
At eighteen you sleep without memories..
Loneliness feels like prison..
Separation isnt time or distance its the bridge between us finer than silk thread sharper than swords.
The life of man is long, perhaps longer than necessary Or perhaps it is shorter than necessary?.
The strangest of our powers Is the courage to live Knowing that we will die, Knowing nothing more true..