The United States and Mexico are trapped - economically, culturally, politically and because of drug crime - in the same continent.

Experience is valuable only if it's imbued with meaning from which one can draw salient conclusions. Otherwise, experience becomes imprisoning.

Colombia is in a risky position. They've got a peace process that's going nowhere, and a drug production problem that's skyrocketing.

If you want to fight a war on drugs, sit down at your own kitchen table and talk to your own children.

Thank God we're going to try to continue and effectively defend our frontiers with the Border Patrol, with the Customs Department, with the Coast Guard, with the Armed Forces.

Extremely disappointed that corruption may have reached such a level in Mexico.

I'm a professor of national security studies, and I know a lot more about fighting than Rumsfeld does.

So at the end of the day, our number 1 goal, our top priority, is to motivate American youngsters to reject the abuse of illegal drugs, tobacco and alcohol. All three of them are illegal behaviors.

We say in a democracy that good ideas will drive out bad ones, so if the good ones aren't there, we're left with the bad ones

We've got a national campaign by drug legalizers, in my view, to try and use medicinal uses of drugs and legalization of hemp as a stalking horse to get in under the radar screen.

The solution to our drug problem is not in incarceration.

The human digestive tract is like the Amtrak line from Seattle to Los Angeles: transit time is about thirty hours, and the scenery on the last leg is pretty monotonous.

What a desperate, pathetic fool I was. Time after time, my "friends" had shown me their true colors. Yet, I still wanted to believe they were sorry for causing me pain. p. 128

I think is sad, how easily we throw around the word without actually understanding the sacrifice behind its meaning. Love in its definition isn't about a strong feeling towards someone, but action.

I loved you instantly, because angels can love instantly.

A little while with grief and laughter And then the day will close The shadows gather . . . what comes after No man knows.

I follow the Way of Love, and where Love's caravan takes its path, there is my religion, my faith.

I'm not afraid to fall on my face while I attempt new things.

Feast of Stephen, Deacon, First Martyr, the man who will not act until he knows all will never act at all.

When you repeat a mistake, it is not a mistake anymore: it is a decision.

Action often precedes the feeling.