Children are not meant to be studied, but enjoyed. Only by studying to be pleased do we understand them.
Ambition may be defined as the willingness to receive any number of hits on the nose.
Sweet and fitting it is to die for the fatherland.
Above all I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.
I, too, saw God through mud
A Poem does not grow by jerks. As trees in Spring produce a new ring of tissue, so does every poet put forth a fresh outlay of stuff at the same season.