When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains and the women come out to cut up what remains jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier.

Turn your wounds into wisdom.

It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood more vengeance more desolation. War is hell.

I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood for vengeance for desolation. War is hell.

Remember as long as you live that nothing but strict truth can carry you through the world with either your conscience or your honor unwounded.

Everyone has a breaking point turning point stress point the game is permeated with it. The fans don't see it because we make it look so efficient. But internally for a guy to be successful you have to be like a clock spring wound but not loose at the same time.

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb time may heal the anguish of the wound but the loss cannot be repaired.

Here bring your wounded hearts here tell your anguish Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

My father was an immigrant who literally walked across Europe to get out of Russia. He fought in World War I. He was wounded in action. My father was a great success even though he never had money. He was a very determined man a great role model.

Where do you find the strength to brave a barrage of enemy fire and to bring your wounded friends to safety at great risk to your own life? Conviction.

I'd like to be a wounded leading man. Instead of a pillar of strength I'd be the scared one.

When my TV show 'Sports Jobs with Junior Seau ' assigned me to be a 'Sports Illustrated' reporter for a weekend I didn't realize I'd have to squeeze it in around another sports job. I had planned to retire from the NFL to enjoy the cushy lifestyle of a full-time reality TV star but I wound up getting run over by a bull.

Acting the arts in general is a magnet for the wounded of society.

I'm pretty upfront about my love and admiration for the military. One of the perks of making movies is that you get to sort of follow your own passions and I believe quite passionately that we don't pay enough attention and respect to our veterans. Not just our wounded veterans but all veterans.

Those people behind the mosque have to respect have to appreciate and have to defer to the people of New York. The wound is still there. Just because the wound is healing you can't say 'Let's just go back to where we were pre-9/11.

The Muslims have as everyone else says the right to practice their religion and they have the right to construct a mosque at ground zero if they wish. What I am saying though is that they should listen to public opinion they should listen to the deep wounds and anguish that this is causing to so many good people.

Before the tongue can speak it must have lost the power to wound.

In every community there is work to be done. In every nation there are wounds to heal. In every heart there is the power to do it.

War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives.

The nature of catastrophe is after all reasonably unvarying in the way it ruins destroys wounds and devastates. But if something can be learned from the event - not least something as profound as the theory of plate tectonics - then it somehow puts the ruination into a much more positive light.

On the mountains mistakes are fatal. In politics mistakes are wounding emotionally but you recover. Personally wilderness helps me get back in touch with natural rhythms helps me reflect and in the process restore my creativity.

Poetry criticism at its worst today is mean in spirit and spiteful in intent as if determined to inflict the wound that will spur the artist to new heights if it does not cripple him or her.

Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.

The soldier above all others prays for peace for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war.