Anna: I've never understood all this devotion.Mouse: Don't you know? They all called me Mouse. But you were they only one who didn't believe it.

Johann Kleist: If something is waiting for me in that midnight thicket, it can have me soon enough. To be claimed by that primal darkness, to be swallowed up, to cease: the thought of it is bliss to me.

In the end, the war in Vietnam was much like any other. There were those who profited. Those it devoured. And then there were those for whom there are no words.

Reggie Atkinson: Oh God. Oh God. I went to war with the Nazis... and for 25 years, all I've been scared of is Americans.

The sun was shining brightly on the day that I died.It blazed from the heavens. It sang from the skies.On a day the world seemed born again, the HMS Nightingale met her end. She took us with her, every one of us: the Old Man, me, the Doc, the Chief, the babyfaced killer in A-Turret, the fat man from Swansea, all the rest.She took us to the bottom. Saved our souls.

It was terrible to watch one of those things die. Eighteen tons, a hundred feet from wingtip to wingtip, ten men aboard, all fighting to get out. If she spun, the centrifugal force would pin them to the walls... You're trapped inside a metal box. You've got five miles to fall. You know it. [...] Sometimes you could hear them all the way.

Martinez: I guarantee you this: not one of us has learned a single thing today.-Condors

The gun has a name, made up of words and numbers. A measurement in millimeters, a decimal point, all befitting a precision instrument. 'Call it a rifle', I was told... But it is a gun.

Jamie: Um... when you say 'Hopeless Romantic'... what you actually mean is I'm--Beth: Hopeless at being romantic, yes.