All The Men In My

Never Cry Over Spilt Milk, Because It May Have Been Poisoned.

There Comes A Time In The Affairs Of Man When He Must Take The Bull By The Tail And Face The Situation.

A Man Without A Woman Is Like A Neck Without A Pain.

During One Of My Treks Through Afghanistan, We Lost Our Corkscrew. We Were Compelled To Live On Food And Water For Several Days.

If I Had My Life To Live Over Again, I'd Live Over A Saloon.