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

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.

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

I've had a normal life, but I have struggled to get here. It hasn't been handed to me and it hasn't been easy.

I'm an artist, and I like the risk - I'm not in it for the sure things.

The world consisted of predators and prey. You were either hunting or running.

As you get older, you find that everything looks better more natural!

Bernanke has cultivated this idea that he is a brilliant scholar of The Great Depression, but that’s not true at all.

If we want to destroy radical Islamic terrors, we can't disassociate ourselves from peace loving Muslims.

The inner child runs rampant. They're just smaller, that's all.

The natural order will emerge only if we let go of the fear of the disorder, we trust each other.

Desert, in generally, is a very good place to find yourself. Or lose yourself.

Most of my dreams came true.