I stood with my mom in the cemetery. She felt terrible pain. My grandmother is with God. My mom has to continue living. It’s not so easy, moving forward.

I’m clinging to one last thought: pain is the harbinger of hope. You have to be alive to feel pain. If you are alive, then you have purpose. If you have purpose, then you have hope.

In total this journey will take five flights and fifty-five hours, but in reality it began four decades and two generations ago when my uncle died in Vietnam.

I felt so much pride, so much love. You get a handful of days like this in a lifetime. Take in every minute. They’ll be over soon enough, and you never know what tomorrow will bring.

A son for a flag is a lot of sacrifice.

The meeting began well, meaning it had the potential for being short.

I felt like I should salute. If only I knew how.

Military life is hard, even cruel—especially for the kids.

We all lose people. We all have to live in the aftermath. It’s how we move forward that counts, but sometimes we are tethered to something in our past that won’t let us move forward.

This is who I was, before I was dead. When I cared, when I was relentless.

We could never go back to how things were on the day before 9/11, but maybe I could go back to who I was.

Muscles aching to work, minds aching to create - this is man.

Faith is not Desire. Faith is Will. Desires are things that need to be satisfied, whereas Will is a force. Will changes the space around us, ...

Her face was smeared with mud and blood and ash. Just another bit of debris in the wreckage of war.

There's a lot to be said for the fellow who doesn't say it himself.

GON. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!ANT. The ground indeed is tawny.SEB. With an eye of green in 't.ANT. He misses not much.SEB. No

If you do not understand yourself, you will never understand the world around. The biggest world is within, outside views are our perceptual creation.

It is the institutions of society, not parental genes, that bestow the blessings of ownership of productive capital.

I didn't do anything during the game. I only had one shot on goal and I did not create any chances. I was horrible. Maybe I should have left the pitch earlier.

Being in the uncomfortable zone is much better than staying in the cheese-less situation .

Do I grow cleverer with age, or does the world grow more stupid?