If, at the end of my days, the sum of what I've taken exceeds the sum of what I've given, then I have lived in vain.

Indochina gets into your blood and once you have a taste you'll find it's impossible to stay away.

Born in the Flint, Michigan, big boat sailing on the Great Lakes and skiing in the winter was how most of my youth was spent.

Overall the cost of living in Ho Chi Minh City is cheap and if you can stay away from Western restaurants and use just local products in your everyday life it's really cheap.

Thailand has good medical care and even though I haven't tried it, Singapore is said to have high quality care also.

I would say healthcare in Vietnam is so-so. There are several international clinics that are good but expensive and the care offered is limited.

For the most part Ho Chi Minh City is safe but like any large city you need to pay attention to what's going on around you.

Why Ho Chi Minh City? It is crowded, noisy, scruffy, crazy, but always interesting and things are happening all at a break neck speed.

I'm divorced and have a son and a grandson and it is a problem being away most of the time. Living as I do, if I had a wife and children I think it would be really hard to do.

My home address is a small apartment in Fair Oaks, California but I'm here in Ho Chi Minh City right now staying in a rented room and this is where I spend a good part of every year.

On my discharge, I had the challenge of putting my life back together but Vietnam stuck in the inner recesses of my mind.

The perishableness of life...imparts value, dignity, interest to life.

I've grown as a person. The dynamics on this set are very demanding because we work a lot of hours, it's very sad material, so there's always someone upset because it's really heavy stuff.

When they saw you kneeling, crying words you mean. Opening their eyeballs, eyeballs, pretending that your Al Green, Al Green.

The band is tight enough. Quit practicing!

Is there a phrase in the English language more fraught with menace than a tax audit?

Believe me, 'tis a godlike thing to lend; to owe is a heroic virtue.

I'm constantly having doubts and moments of depression and then excitement and then back into the slough of despond.

I refuse to accept the idea that the “isness” of man's present nature makes him morally incapable of reaching up for the eternal “oughtness” that forever confronts him.

People sometimes forget that a rat race can be won only by a rat.

I never succeed in painting scenes, however beautiful, immediately upon returning from them. I must wait for a time to draw a veil over the common details.