“Peace surfaced here. Hard to imagine a person finding peace through war, but no one finds peace in warpeace finds you. It crawls into your sleeping bag and helps you fall asleep, nudges your arm, t...”

“Most likely, they were writing the same type of macho bullshit that I wrote, trying to sound tough with their words in case words were all that made it home.”

“Unfortunately, just like bullets, you can never get words back once they have been sent out into the world.”

“I wasn't writing home. I wasn't writing a death letter, either. I was writing a death journal, a piece of fiction meant for my family and my fiancee, Sara.”

“War becomes a part of you. It is a feeling just as much as an experience. If you cant feel it, you werent paying attention. And if you werent paying attention, you are probably dead anyway.”

“I was enjoying the great human trophy hunt and, looking back, it scares the hell out of me”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”

“What was it like? Hell if I know. But next time someone asks.... I'll answer crooked, and I'll answer long. And when they get confused or angry, I'll smile. Finally, I'll think. Someone who underst...”

“Worry only about what you control. The rest is war.”

“Youll never let me go, will you? Giving me the space and freedom I want isnt your idea of love, is it? Youd rather cut me deep on earth to spare me pain in hell, whereas I think hell is right here.”

“If they didn't want to know, they shouldn't have asked.”