Quotes by : Wilfred Owen

The universal pervasion of ugliness, hideous landscapes, vile noises, foul language...everything. Unnatural,....

These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.

All a poet can do today is warn.

Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.

Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.

After all my years of playing soldiers, and then of reading History, I have almost a mania to be in the....

Those who have no hope pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom.

Flying is the only active profession I would ever continue with enthusiasm after the War.

Some say God caught them even before they fell.

You shall not hear their mirth:You shall not come to think them well contentBy any jest of mine. These....