Duty, Honor, Country-those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you call be, what you will be.

Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being' s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what' s next and the joy of the game...

Where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.

If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

Your mind is a garden. Your thoughts are seeds. You call grow flowers or you can grow weeds.