My voice is the only material thing in which I can still reveal myself. Go ahead and cut off the hand or… — Abdellatif Laabi Breasts Copy Share Image
“I am the child of this pitiful century the child that didn’t grow up The questions that burned my tongue have burned… — Abdellatif Laabi Children Copy Share Image
But understand that I want to remain alone, truly alone, so I can precede my face, my voice, my hell without anyone… — Abdellatif Laabi Dwarfs Copy Share Image
In ourselves we harbor the intuition of another evolution, of other possibilities of life. — Abdellatif Laabi Biology Copy Share Image
