An infantryman’s job is to deliver his enemies into the waiting hands of Death. It is Doc’s job to protect his brothers from Death, to knock him aside and say, “Not today.

I miss it: the smell of sand, sweat, and gunpowder, rings of salt from dried sweat on my pants’ legs, and around my waist just under where my armor sits.

Foreshadowing: Was my challenging Allah to unleash the full weight of his fury upon us, with dark clouds looming in the distance.

A picture is a thing which requires as much knavery, as much malice, and as much vice as the perpetration of a crime. Make it untrue and add an accent of truth.

There comes a point, in literary objectivity, when the author's self- effacement is hard to distinguish from moral cowardice.

The recording industry has changed; they're enjoying such incredible success in the pop field

To be a drummer you also have to be a musician.

Be mindful of clickbait - sensational stories designed to humiliate. Click with compassion.

As long as we're together

People turn into fools when they see a movie star and do weird things.

I tell a lot of young performers, 'Go get in trouble. Go commit yourself to something you're not sure you can do.' And I followed my own advice.

Rise up, you suckers, and go out and do the work of Jesus!

Nothing in the world is easier in the United States than to accuse a black man of crime.