The courage of the poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.
How womanly it is to ask the unanswerable at the moment impossible.
Big shots are only little shots who keep shooting.
From now until the end of time no one else will ever see life with my eyes, and I mean to make the best of my chance.
Act like you expect to get into the end zone.
My prayer is that what we have gone through [World War One] will startle the world into some new realization of the sanctity of life, animal as well as human.