"'Your pickle is hot,' he told the pilot, referring to the red button on the stick grip which the pilot could press to release the weapons." Page 5.

"'Your intentions were good, but I'm here to tell you that no matter what the circumstance, sound judgment is the only damn thing on God's green earth that's going to keep you alive long enough to die in bed.'" Page 24.

"'It was dark and the noise was unbelievable and I couldn't see anything and I could feel myself being pulled toward that compressor.'" Page 75.

"They were bombing the hell out of an area containing nine tiny men; precision really didn't matter." Page 85.

"I ought to find a fat target way up north and bomb the living shit out of it. One good target. For all of us." Page 123.

"'A pilot just bides his time until his plane can...