“Everything belongs to me because I am poor.”
“Do you think me, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, I am soulless and heartless?”
“My life...everything I am...belongs to you.”
“This is where I belong, burning in these flames. For everything I have done wrong, I know I am to blame.”
“I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.”
“I am ruling the world; the future belongs to me!”