“Arab children,Corn ears of the future,You will break our chains,Kill the opium in our heads,Kill the illusions.Arab children,Don't read about our suffocated generation,We are a hopeless case.We are as worthless as a water-melon rind.Dont read about us,Dont ape us,Dont accept us,Dont accept our ideas,We are a nation of crooks and jugglers.Arab children,Spring rain,Corn ears of the future,You are the generationThat will overcome defeat. ”

“These children are our future. We were children once. All of us were. Bad bloods are an evolution. They are a mutation, not a disease, and we will all have these special abilities one day. Are we going to kill all of our children then? Are we going to kill our future? Because that is what we are heading towards. A dead future.”

“When peace comes we will perhaps in time be able to forgive the Arabs for killing our sons, but it will be harder for us to forgive them for having forced us to kill their sons. Peace will come when the Arabs will love their children more than they hate us.”

“While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.”

“Despite everything that has befallen us, do we not continue to hold the destiny of this shattered and magnificent nation, together with the future of all our children-girls and boys alike-in the palm of our hands?”

“When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.”