My squad is my family, my gun is my provider, and protector, and my rule is to kill or be killed.
A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy SoldierNever does one so constantly see so many different things as when peering from a small window.
Lieutenant Lockeast, And Other StoriesPain is always emotional. Fear and depression keep constant company with chronic hurting.
The Shaking Woman, or A History of My NervesIt is not always the same thing to be a good man and a good citizen.
Selected Writings From The Nicomachean Ethics And PoliticsPoetry [is] more necessary than ever as a fire to light our tongues.
Salting the Ocean: 100 Poems by Young PoetsHe who lowers his mind to the dust of all men’s feet, Sees the Name of God enshrined in every heart.
Sri Guru Granth Sahib