Courage was mine, and I had mystery, Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery: To miss the march of this retreating world Into vain citadels that are not walled.

Ambition may be defined as the willingness to receive any number of hits on the nose.

All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.

The old Lie:Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.

All a poet can do today is warn.

Above all I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.

No-man's land under snow is like the face of the moon: chaotic, crater ridden, uninhabitable, awful, the abode of madness.

And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall, By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns.

I, too, saw God through mud - The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled. War brought more glory to their eyes than blood, And gave their laughs more glee than shakes a child.

All I ask is to be held above the barren wastes of want.

Love is the answer.

#passioninspirecreate, this is my mantra! Passion inspires creativity!

My fear was like a stray dog, roving the neighborhood of my life, looking for a new source of worry.

And if your life is a suitable exchange for my honor, why is my honor not a suitable exchange for your life?

I come from Detroit where it's rough and I'm not a smooth talker.

Pressure is what you live for...if you are going to be successful in life, you're going to have pressure.

I think of the flower in the bud: huddled, compressed, dark. Yet somehow it feels the night, knows moon from sun. It waits...waits.

This is my chance to get out there and appease the fans of my music as well as show people that I do do standup comedy because a lot of people don't know that's where I started.

The foundations and the intent of the Affordable Care Act are laudable. The way it's being implemented is a disaster.

The universe always helps us fight for our dreams, no matter how foolish they may be.