17 Top Siegfried Sassoon Quotes That You Will Regret Skipping

Famous As: English War Poet and Soldier Who Became One of the Leading Poets of the First World War

Born On: 1886

Died On: 1967

Born In: Matfield, Kent, England

Died At Age: 80

Siegfried Sassoon was a celebrated English writer, poet, and soldier. He became one of the prominent poets of the First World War, besides being decorated for bravery on the Western Front. His writings, works, thoughts, and poetry reflected the horrors of excavation and mocked the patriotic assertions of those who were blameworthy for a jingoism-fuelled war. In his ‘Soldier’s Declaration’ of 1917, he made a lone protest against the protraction of war, but was dissented within the armed forces for the same. He gained a lot of acclaim for, ‘Sherston Trilogy,’ his three-volume fictionalised autobiography. Following is a corpus of insightful quotes and sayings by Siegfried Sassoon that are sure to give you a fresh perspective towards life. Zoom through the treasury of notable thoughts and quotes by Siegfried Sassoon.

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The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn't exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so.

The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn't exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so.
Will Hope I
Siegfried Sassoon

I didn't want to die - not before I'd finished reading The Return of the Native anyhow.

I didn't want to die - not before I'd finished reading The Return of the Native anyhow.
I
Siegfried Sassoon

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye Who cheer when soldier lads march by, Sneak home and pray you'll never know The hell where youth and laughter go." "The War Poems
You War Never Home
Siegfried Sassoon

Mute in that golden silence hung with green,
Come down from heaven and bring me in your eyes
Remembrance of all beauty that has been,
And stillness from the pools of Paradise.

Mute in that golden silence hung with green, Come down from heaven and bring me in your eyes Remembrance of all beauty that has been, And stillness from the pools of Paradise.
Me
Siegfried Sassoon

The dead...are more real than the living because they are complete.

The dead...are more real than the living because they are complete.
Living
Siegfried Sassoon

I keep such music in my brain
No din this side of death can quell;
Glory exulting over pain,
And beauty, garlanded in hell.

I keep such music in my brain No din this side of death can quell; Glory exulting over pain, And beauty, garlanded in hell.
Death Music I
Siegfried Sassoon

Soldiers are dreamers.
Siegfried Sassoon

All the sanguine guesswork of youth is there, and the silliness; all the novelty of being alive and impressed by the urgency of tremendous trivialities.

All the sanguine guesswork of youth is there, and the silliness; all the novelty of being alive and impressed by the urgency of tremendous trivialities.
Siegfried Sassoon

O, but Everyone
Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.

O, but Everyone Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.
Never Will Singing
Siegfried Sassoon

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye Who cheer when soldier lads march by, Sneak home and pray you’ll never know The hell where youth and laughter go.
You Never Home
Siegfried Sassoon

And my last words shall be these – that it is only from the inmost silences of the heart that we know the world for what it is, and ourselves for what the world has made us.

And my last words shall be these – that it is only from the inmost silences of the heart that we know the world for what it is, and ourselves for what the world has made us.
Heart
Siegfried Sassoon

If I ever thought of myself as a man of thirty-five it was a visualization of dreary decrepitude.

If I ever thought of myself as a man of thirty-five it was a visualization of dreary decrepitude.
I
Siegfried Sassoon

Phantoms of thought and memory thinned and fled.

Phantoms of thought and memory thinned and fled.
Siegfried Sassoon

They march from safety, and the bird-sung joy
Of grass-green thickets, to the land where all
Is ruin, and nothing blossoms but the sky

They march from safety, and the bird-sung joy Of grass-green thickets, to the land where all Is ruin, and nothing blossoms but the sky
Siegfried Sassoon

In me the tiger sniffs the rose.
Look in my heart, kind friends, and tremble,
Since there your elements assemble.

In me the tiger sniffs the rose. Look in my heart, kind friends, and tremble, Since there your elements assemble.
Me Friends Heart
Siegfried Sassoon

I died in hell. They called it Passchendaele.

I died in hell. They called it Passchendaele.
I
Siegfried Sassoon

Alone he staggered on until he found
Dawn's ghost that filtered down a shafted stair
To the dazed, muttering creatures underground
Who hear the boom of shells in muffled sound.

Alone he staggered on until he found Dawn's ghost that filtered down a shafted stair To the dazed, muttering creatures underground Who hear the boom of shells in muffled sound.
Alone
Siegfried Sassoon