Mahmoud Darwish Quotes

Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

Ask yourself my love whether you are not very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom. Will you confess this in the Letter you must write immediately, and do all you can to console me in it — make it rich as a draught of poppies to intoxicate me —write the softest words and kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been. For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair.

All people are enslaved by something.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill, of things unknown, but longed for still, and his tune is heard on the distant hill, for the caged bird sings of freedom.

I march in the parade of liberty But as long as I love you I’m not free How long must I suffer such abuse Won’t you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?

The power of unfulfilled desires is the root of all man's slavery

It’s often safer to be in chains than to be free.

None who have always been free can understand the terrible fascinating power of the hope of freedom on those who are not free.

Some boys take a beautiful girl and hide her away from the rest of the world, I want to be the one to walk in the sun.

I am possessed by love and have no options.

You take my heart with you, my loving captor." "Nay, Madelyne. I am your captive in body and soul.

Serving one's own passions is the greatest slavery.

Do not reveal, if liberty is precious to you; my face is the prison of love.

Caged birds accept each other, but flight is what they long for.

I know why the caged bird sings, ah me, When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,- When he beats his bars and would be free; It is not a carol of joy or glee, But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core, But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings- I know why the caged bird sings!

There is one kind of prison where the man is behind bars, and everything that he desires is outside; and there is another kind where the things are behind the bars, and the man is outside.

Love it, love it and the beat and beating heart, love that too. More than eyes or feet. More than lungs that have yet to draw free air. More than your life-holding womb and your life-giving private parts, hear me now, love your heart. For this is the prize.

Hee is not free that drawes his chaine.

Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart! Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee!

Wherever there is desire and ambition, you are in bondage.

No bird in a cage ever speaks. What is there to say? The sky is everywhere, churning above its head, blue and endless, calling out to it. But the caged bird can't answer anything except 'I cannot'.

I'm in love, sweet love. Feel me calling out your name, I feel no shame.

I don’t want to make the same mistakes I’ve made before. I want to be free. I want to be with you. We will be together. I believe I will have less to live for, if I am not with you.

Every man is a prisoner, and the greatest irony of all is to be the prisoner of another man.