The war affects me less than it ought. But I can do no service to anybody by agitating for news or making dole over the slaughter.

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.

The greater part of the world's troubles are due to questions of grammar.

You always miss 100% of the shots you don't order

When I was growing up in the 1960s, there was starting to be more books geared towards young adults.

Try to keep the rebel artist alive in you, no matter how attractive or exhausting the temptation.

Chechnya is a pressure cooker of Islamist anger

The official version of Watergate is as wrong as a Flat Earth Society pamphlet.

It's easy to talk, it's harder to fight.

The fatal metaphor of progress, which means leaving things behind us, has utterly obscured the real idea of growth, which means leaving things inside us.

It was fortunate that tea was at hand, to produce a lull and provide refreshment,— for they would have been hoarse and faint if they had gone on much longer.

Until we respect bin Laden, we are going to die in numbers that are probably unnecessary.