Can it be true that freedom only exists when it is a treasure, shared by all?

— Margarita Engle

Do I have to admit that I'm half Cuban and half American, or should I go even further, and explain that Dad's parents were born in Ukraine, part of Soviet Russia? Or am I just entirely American, all the fractions left behind by immigration from faraway nations?

— Margarita Engle

Hatred must be a hard thing to learn.

— Margarita Engle

I can't understand why dark northern soldiers and light ones are separated into different brigades. The dead are all buried together in hasty mass graves, bones touching.

— Margarita Engle

I don't understand the whole thrilling verse, but I love the way poetry turns ordinary words into winged things that rise up and soar!

— Margarita Engle

If we knew how to find the lost, we would know how to rediscover the parts of our minds left behind in battle.

— Margarita Engle

I would have run away Into the forest To live in a nest Made of dreamland green leaves

— Margarita Engle

Marriage without love is just one more twisted form of slavery.

— Margarita Engle

Night simply drapes itself over the days if someone had lowered a curtain. The sky glitters and moves, Filled with shooting stars and fireflies.

— Margarita Engle

Slavery all day, and then, suddenly, by nightfall-freedom!

— Margarita Engle