Women have no sense of the abstract-a woman admiring the sky is a woman caressing the sky. In a woman's mind beauty is something she needs to touch.

Who would prefer peace to the glory of hunger and thirst, of wading through mud, and dying in the service of one's country?

When you see a woman who can go nowhere without a staff of admirers, it is not so much because they think she is beautiful, it is because she has told them they are handsome.

As soon as war is declared it will be impossible to hold the poets back. Rhyme is still the most effective drum.

There are truths which can kill a nation.

Each day the worst of our faults, our deficiencies, our crimes, the truth of our lives, is stifled under a triple layer of forgetfulness, death and the ordinary course of justice.

Their own kind of logic which cries for miracles and, on occasion.