After I was discharged from the military, it was difficult trying to become a civilian.

The Navy credits me with more kills as a sniper than any other American service member, past or present.

I don't know if I'm the best of the best. But I did know that if I quit, I wouldn't be.

I’m willing to meet my creator and answer every shot that I took.

Despite what your momma told you, Violence does solve problems.

It is our duty to serve those who serve us.

MY REGRETS ARE ABOUT THE PEOPLE I COULDN’T SAVE—Marines, soldiers, my buddies. I still feel their loss. I still ache for my failure to protect them.

There's no reason someone who has fought for their country should be homeless of jobless.

But real life doesn't travel in a perfect straight line; it doesn't necessarily have that 'all lived happily ever after' bit. You have to work on where you're going.

Every person I killed I strongly believe that they were bad. When I do go face God there is going to be lots of things I will have to account for but killing any of those people is not one of them.

What wounded veteran's don't need is sympathy. THey need to be treated like the men they are: equals, heroes, and people who still have tremendous value for society.

If you have to cut corners to get it, without allowing yourself go through the process, you will not be able to keep it.

If by years of patient suffering, God can manage to take the harshness out of my voice, then the time has been well-spent.

They also serve who only stand and wait.

There are few people who think what a solemn thing it is to be a Christian. I guess there is not a believer in the world who knows what a miracle it is to be kept a believer.

Absent the edge, we drown in numbness.

When you can't afford to hire the best, you hire the young who are going to be the best.

Never make a decision. Let someone else make it and then if it turns out to be the wrong one, you can disclaim it, and if it is the right one you can abide by it.

I quit smoking the day I found out I was pregnant, which was nine years ago. But I'll still smoke in a movie. I have other vices, you know, like potato chips and chardonnay - but not together.

I suffer from the sense that everything good in my life is about to go away.

Some of my favorite songs--and I don't know if this is the right terminology--are white-boy classics.