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

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

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.

I would love for people to be able to think of me as a guy who stood up for what he believed in and helped make a difference for the vets.

The world is build on miss understanding and miss concept.

Practice positive and affirming self-talk.

Well, I love clothes.

Now my body is really womanly - a little too much so. It's someting I can fall back on. When I don't know what else to do, I stick my chest out.

The madman who knows that he is mad is close to sanity.

Only against death does man cry out in vain.

I don't want to be a rock star all my life. I couldn't bear to end up like Elvis Presley in Las Vegas with all those housewives and old ladies coming in with their handbags.

My favourite way of watching the cinema is the biggest possible cinema you can find, with the biggest possible screen, and the loudest possible Dolby - but just me. Nobody else.

God is not solitude, but perfect communion. For this reason the human person, the image of God, realizes himself or herself in love, which is a sincere gift of self.

Why do people take notice of first snowfalls but not the last days of snow? Remember the last too.