This is one of the consequences of the civil war. People stop trusting each other, and every stranger becomes an enemy.

In the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy and confusion.

My childhood had gone by without my knowing, and it seemed as if my heart had frozen.

Some nights the sky wept stars that quickly floated and disappeared into the darkness before our wishes could meet them.

We must strive to be like the moon

My squad is my family, my gun is my provider, and protector, and my rule is to kill or be killed.

I am always quiet so that I know what to say when I must speak.

This days one must be careful to avoid awakening the pain of another.

ONE OF THE UNSETTLING THINGS about my journey, mentally, physically, and emotionally, was that I wasn’t sure when or where it was going to end.

I lay in my bed night after night staring at the ceiling and thinking, Why have I survived the war? Why was I the last person in my immediate family to be alive? I didn’t know.

...children have the resilience to outlive their sufferings, if given a chance.

We tend to forget that everything has an ending, so enjoy it while you can still see it around you.

You're head can't do a relationship and my heart can't.

As always we could talk... over and over... here I am locked in time, so far I have plenty of it.

American presidential leadership never goes out of style.

Gianfranco Zola once sent Gary Pallister the wrong way to such an extent that he needed a ticket to get back in.

This radical transformation of world power relationships reflects primarily in the case of both the USA and the USSR the growth of the productive forces.

...we are all somehow dreadfully cracked about the head, and sadly need mending.

Backpacking is the art of knowing what not to take.

I'm like an owl... I don't give a HOOT!

It is one thing to be a virtuoso, but a different thing to play with compassion.