When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains, jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier.

One cannot resist the lure of Africa.

This is Burma, and it will be quite unlike any land you know about.

Well, if I am a man, a man I must become.

Take everything you like seriously, except yourselves.

But till we are built like angels, with hammer and chisel and pen, we will work for ourself and a woman, forever and ever, Amen.

The world is very lovely, and it's very horrible--and it doesn't care about your life or mine or anything else.