It is a great thing to know the season for speech and the season for silence.
There's a storm inside of us. I've heard many team guys speak of this. A burning. A river. A drive.
we train for war and fight to win.
. . . these are the problems of the modern U. S. combat soldier, the constant worry about overstepping the mark and an American media that delights in trying to knock us down. Which we have done nothing to deserve. Except, perhaps, love our country and everything it stands for.
Helpless, tortured, shot, blown up, my best buddies all dead, and all because we were afraid of the liberals back home, afraid to do what was necessary to save our own lives. Afraid of American civilian lawyers. I have only one piece of advice for what it's worth: If you don't want to get into a war where things go wrong, where the wrong people sometimes get killed, where innocent people sometimes have to die, then stay the hell out of it in the first place.
And if the liberal media and political community cannot accept that sometimes the wrong people get killed in war, then I can only suggest they first grow up and then serve a short stint up in the Hindu Kush.
. . Washington, where the human rights of terrorists are often given high priority. And I am certain liberal politicians would defend their position to the death. Because everyone knows liberals have never been wrong about anything. You can ask them. Anytime.
Integrity can be neither lost nor concealed nor faked nor quenched nor artificially come by nor outlived, nor, I believe, in the long run, denied.
Even diseases have lost their prestige, there aren't so many of them left. Think it over. . . no more syphilis, no more clap, no more typhoid. . . antibiotics have taken half the tragedy out of medicine.
What I learned as an actor was the only way you could really do August Wilson's work, you had to leave an ounce of your essence on that stage,. . . Otherwise it was impossible.
Living in the moment brings you a sense of reverence for all of life’s blessings.