I believe the world is divided in three groups: givers, takers and the few that can balance both impulses. Giving and loving is a beautiful thing. It is the currency of compassion and kindness, it...

I’m not a writer. Ernest Hemingway was a writer. I just have a vivid imagination and type 90 WPM.

Nothing renews my faith in humanity more than the exchange of compassion so profound that mere words cannot embrace it.

If one abandons their principles when tested by struggle, they were never true principles but advertisements for character they never possessed.

If the novel is dead, I’m a necrophiliac.

[On Female Attraction to Men in Uniform] That male military persona feeds a subconscious, passive-aggressive female desire to dominate the warrior as he is perceived an iconic example of masculinity (particularly amongst traditionally warlike cultures)....

The Second Amendment is timeless for our Founders grasped that self-defense is three-fold: every free individual must protect themselves against the evil will of the man, the mob and the state.

While writing is like a joyful release, editing is a prison where the bars are my former intentions and the abusive warden my own neuroticism.

The Internet is the Petri dish of humanity. We can’t control what grows in it, but we don’t have to watch either.

free” state exist if the individual citizen is enslaved to the forceful will of individual or organized aggressors? It cannot.

Of all the religions in the world, perhaps the religion of liberty is the only faith capable of purity.

Never trust someone that claims they care nothing of what society thinks of them. Instead of conquering obstacles, they simply pretend they don’t exist.

It is time we accept there’s no Cronkite moment for Afghanistan. Perhaps it’s time we value the hearts and minds of our own over distant Afghan tribes.

As a civilian, I know nothing about combat, the Marine Corps experience or modern man’s struggle adjusting to peace after war. I only know what’s been shared with me; confidences I would never betray, nor...

When the Rule of Law disappears, we are ruled by the whims of men.

No one loses their innocence. It is either taken or given away willingly.

It should surprise no one that modern soldiers return home just as conflicted and detached as previous generations. The difference is that in the age of vapid American decadence, their simpler fundamental values are largely...

The problem with having problems is that ‘someone’ always has it worse.

Most men claim to desire driven, independent and confident women. Yet when confronted with such a creature reverence often evolves into resent. For just like women, men need to be needed.

Political corruption, social greed, and Americanized quasi-socialism can ruin even the most wonderful places. California proved that.

Women that can work a camera with ease often work men just as effortlessly for both require the same commitment to vanity and manipulation.

We the people have no excuse for starry-eyed sycophantic group-think in the Information Age. Knowledge is but a fingertip away.

No man owns me. All man can do is practice the timeless, criminal art of threatening to separate my soul from her physical host.

It is assured that men of all ages imagine a woman naked when they first meet.

True art is thoughtful, emotional examination of how human themes impact the overall experience of existing. The rest is kitsch.

We sensible often resist intrusive love and its chaos practically, employing measures to prevent the former for fear of the latter. But for all our wit and work, that desperation for control also prevents the...

As a Texan, I say ma’m and sir to my age contemporaries and open doors for anyone that I can. This goes for men, too, though it is appreciated when they beat me to it...

Women’s liberation is one thing, but the permeation of anti-male sentiment in post-modern popular culture – from our mocking sitcom plots to degrading commercial story lines – stands testament to the ignorance of society. Fair...

Modern man is full of platitudes about living life to its fullest, with catchy keychain phrases and little plaques for kitchen walls. But if you’ve never retreated to the solitude of a dark room and...

If we don’t fight for what we ‘stand for’ with our passionate words and honest actions, do we really ‘stand’ for anything?

Perhaps the Creator of this strange place knows us better than we know ourselves. Perhaps humanity was meant to eternally ponder the purpose and importance of our own existence. If we were assured of either,...

[On Schopenhauer in Black and White] Schopenhauer’s views of love are flawed. Love can’t be merely an illusion of the mind to aid in procreation, but the path to redemption for an otherwise violently selfish...