I am not protesting against the conduct of the war, but against the political errors and insincerities for which the fighting men are being sacrificed.

And the wind upon its way whispered the boughs of May, And touched the nodding peony flowers to bid them waken.

The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn't exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so.

The dead...are more real than the living because they are complete.

I have seen and endured the sufferings of the troops, and I can no longer be a party to prolong these sufferings for ends which I believe to be evil and unjust.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye Who cheer when soldier lads march by, Sneak home and pray you'll never know The hell where youth and laughter go.

And when the war is done and youth stone dead, I'd toddle safely home and die--in bed.

Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin they think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives.

In me the tiger sniffs the rose.

Life for the majority of the population. Is an unlovely struggle against unfair odds. Culminating in a cheap funeral.

Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land, drawing no dividend from time's tomorrows.

The artist like the idiot or clown sits on the edge of the world and a push may send him over it.

Adversity makes me hungrier. I thrive on being able to make a way out of no way.

For what matters if I gain the whole world, but lose my soul?

Chemotherapy is such a hard, hard kiss. Anything we can do to alleviate its side effects should be intelligently explored with an open mind.

A milligram of prevention is worth a kilogram of cure.

I don't exist to build a genre. I exist to build the Kingdom.

Christ at the Checkpoint is primarily a public relations scheme to dissuade American evangelicals from pro-Israel views.

Invest in everything, attach to nothing.

I feel I belong in the movie business and I belong in the security business. It's a natural for me.