All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.

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

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.

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

Never forget to be someone even when you get lost in the wildness of a crowd.

I cannot overemphasize the impact our childhood has on our ability to be honest because we live out what we learned as children in our adult relationships.

There I was, an 18-year-old mimic rooming with a blind whistler.

I got the chance to argue my first case in Supreme Court, a criminal case arising in Alabama that involved the right of a defendant to counsel at a critical stage in a capital case before a trial.

Think! You can think any think that you wish.

Help yourself and God will help you

I deal with more practical issues of the Bible.

Maybe ever'body in the whole damn world is scared of each other.

The moral disposition of the age appears in the refinement of conversation.

The fact is I have never been convicted of a crime.