Never fear: Thank Home, and Poetry, and the Force behind both.

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.

Yeah, you and me, we can ride on a starIf you stay with me, girlWe can rule the worldYeah, you and me, we can light up the skyIf you stay by my sideWe can rule the world

I went in there only once, as a sane man, and I came out...well, I came out like this. But you, once you come out of there, you'll be a king!

The measure of a master is his success in bringing all men round to his opinion 20 years later.

I hate birthdays. I thought that I only hated my own birthday, and then I realized that I hate my children's birthdays too.

We can't ignore the fact that ahead of us is a great war and this war is going to need significant preparation.

Poverty is the great reality. That is why the artist seeks it.

Most important is be a good man.

Success is a worn down pencil.

You go to your TV to turn your brain off. You go to the computer when you want to turn your brain on.