No matter what you think about the Iraq war there is one thing we can all agree on for the next days - we have to salute the courage and bravery of those who are risking their lives to vote and those brave Iraqi and American soldiers fighting to protect their right to vote.

I was away from the front lines for a while this spring living with other troops and considerable fighting took place while I was gone. When I got ready to return to my old friends at the front I wondered if I would sense any change in them.

I have been and will go on fighting that damnable dirty rotten business with all the power at my command.

The U.S. Armed Forces are the best trained best equipped fighting forces in the world.

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.

I am not fighting for success just to get more beauty out of myself and share it with more people.

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there and the battlefield is the heart of man.

That attitude that fighting is probably not fair but you have to defend yourself anyway and damage the enemy has been profoundly consequential as far as my political activism goes.

When I go to the clinic next and sit with a tube in my arm and watch the poison go in I'm in an attitude of abject passivity. It doesn't feel like fighting at all it just feels like submitting.

Bullfighting is the only art in which the artist is in danger of death and in which the degree of brilliance in the performance is left to the fighter's honor.