Per aspera ad astra, Papa, ' I whispered. Through hardship to the stars.

Killers aren't always assassins. Sometimes, they don't even have blood on their hands.

I didn't need his criticism. I carried enough guilt on my own. I had done everything wrong. I had the highest marks in school but couldn't master common sense.

What did I want? I wanted the war to be over so I could ask her out.

Just when you think this war has taken everything you loved, you meet someone and realize that somehow you still have more to give.

The soldier stared at Ingrid. His silence was elastic, slowly curling a rope around her neck.

Revolting. If women were so careless to become pregnant at such a time, let women sort it out.

Everyone has a price, ” she said.“But clearly not everyone has a soul,

War had bled color from everything, leaving nothing but a storm of gray.

What had human beings become? Did war make us evil or just activate an evil already lurking within us?

My war had been so long, my winter so cold. But i had made it home. And for the first time in a long time, i was not afraid.

Forming good values and beliefs comes by determining what they should be and then building them inside of you

The most painful emotions are better than none at all. Ironically, we make you human.

Holy desire can be learned. All prayer is part work and part rest.

I love discussing social issues, but I'm not interested in scare tactics. I believe there is a way to bring awareness in tandem with forgiveness and love.

Did you ever reach a point in your life, where you say to yourself, 'This is the best I'm ever going to look, the best I'm ever going to feel, the best I'm ever going to do,' and it ain't that great?

I counted them all out and I counted them all back.

If you want to ask about my drug problem, go ask my big, fat, smart, ten pound daughter, she'll answer any questions you have about it.

I think that words are often extraneous to what I do.

As long as capital-both human and money-can move toward opportunity, trade will not balance.

I wish there is a world where any one can know the truth and speak there mind with freedom without having to fear for their lives (Rinko, Basara, Vol. 13)