“Nights are long when it's cold and you're waiting for a train.”

“C’était cela la vie, c’était cette descente continue vers le néant, ce flot qui coulait le long d’un tuyau noir, cette boule qui dévalait vers l’inconnu, et que n’était que sa propre fuite, sa disparition.- La Fièvre -”

“Lalla attend quelque chose. Elle ne sait pas très bien quoi, mais elle attend. Les jours sont longs, à la Cité, les jours de pluie, les jours de vents, les jours de l'été. Quelquefois Lalla croit qu'elle attend seulement que les jours arrivent mais quand ils sont là, elle s'aperçoit que ce n'étaient pas eux. Elle attend, c'est tout. Les gens ont beaucoup de patience, peut-être qu'ils attendent toute leur vie quelque chose, et que jamais rien n'arrive.”

“It was as if there were no names here, as if there were no words. The desert cleansed everything in its wind, wiped everything away. The men had the freedom of the open spaces in their eyes, their skin was like metal. Sunlight blazed everywhere. The ochre, yellow, gray, white sand, the fine sand shifted, showing the direction of the wind. It covered all traces, all bones. It repelled light, drove away water, life, far from a center that no one could recognize. The men knew perfectly well that the desert wanted nothing to do with them: so they walked on without stopping, following the paths that other feet had already traveled in search of something else.”

“Un miros de sărac, un miros de violență, de necesitatea de a parveni.”

“If you really want to know, I’d rather not have been born at all. I find life very tiring. The thing’s done now, of course, and I can’t alter it. But there will always be this regret at the back of my mind, I shall never quite be able to get rid of it, and it will spoil everything. The thing to do now is to grow old quickly, to eat up the years as fast as possible, looking neither right nor left.”

“It is, I believe, the primary charm of poetry to give the lesson of mirage, that is, to show the fragile and vibrant movement of creation, in which the word is in a certain way human quintessence, prayer.”