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

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

All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.

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.

If I have to be a soldier I must be a good one, anything else is unthinkable

Life is entrusted to man as a treasure which must not be squandered, as a talent which must be used well.

Excess in moderation: don't drink a few beers every day after work, wait 'till the end of the month and drink all the beers at once.

One of the things that has to be faced is the process of waiting to change the system, how much we have got to do to find out who we are, where we have come from and where we are going.

I call to the spirits of other lands to make fecund my existence

All our knowledge falls with the bounds of experience.

I over-think stuff a lot.

Wow. The guy can make me feel stupid even when he's telling me I don't have to let him make me feel stupid.

Writing is the lonely sport of sad sacks.

All my humor is based upon destruction and despair. If the whole world were tranquil, without disease and violence, I’d be standing on the breadline right in back of J. Edgar Hoover.

One either loves, or waits for love, or banishes love for good. That is the full range of possible choices.