Keith Douglas Quotes

And all my endeavours are unlucky explorers come back, abandoning the expedition; the specimens, the lilies of ambition still spring in their climate, still unpicked; but time, time is all I lacked to find them, as the great collectors before me.

If at times my eyes are lenses through which the brain explores constellations of feeling my ears yielding like swinging doors admit princes to the corridors  into the mind, do not envy me. I have a beast on my back.

For here the lover and killer are mingled who had one body and one heart. And death, who had the soldier singled has done the lover mortal hurt.