Pike Logan Quotes

When she had asked him how he was able to kill two men with his bare hands, he had gone into asshole mode, telling her not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

he wasn’t a bad guy, as far as assholes go.

Logan,” I interrupt, and finally he looks up. “Can’t we just save the world first?” “My world’s not worth saving without you,” he replies. Then he turns and walks away.

My world's not worth saving without you.

In my mind, the world is split neatly into two groups: meat-eaters and plant-eaters. Nothing is wrong with either one. Both are necessary. One contributes much, much more to society than the other. The other is necessary to protect the contribution. I’m a meat-eater. My existence allows the plant-eater to contribute. Some plant-eaters, living in a so-called civilized world, call me evil, but at the end of the day, when the bad man comes and the plant-eater’s praying for a miracle, I’m what shows up.

I finally reached a person that spoke English.

In my mind, the world is split neatly into two groups: meat-eaters and plant-eaters. Nothing is wrong with either one. Both are necessary. One contributes much, much more to society than the other. The other is necessary to protect the contribution. I’m a meat-eater. My existence allows the plant-eater to contribute. Some

Egypt receiving more U.S. monetary aid

man as the surprised NVA tried to understand how they were being

reverse-engineer the faulty plates and fill their

armband?

again,

Didn’t work out. Really.” The sarcasm was so thick I could have put it on a bagel. I waited, mute.

A black, formfitting top with long sleeves, the dress

following

If they didn’t appreciate their history, they wouldn’t care about their future.

George

I leaned forward and grabbed his collar, jerking him to my face and snarling, “I am the killing machine. I am the man you fear in the darkness late at night. I am worse than anything China can envision. And I’m going to kill Chen Ju-Long.

It’s because the true Muslim has been seduced by Satan, choosing Big Macs over the purity of the Quran.

pistols

She nodded and said, “For Carly.” We all said, “For Carly.” She said, “May she rest in peace.” In unison, we said, “Peace is an illusion. May she continue to fight.

The Four Courts Irish pub was where we held all our memorials. It had a unique place in my heart because a bunch of assassins had tried to kill me inside the place a long time ago. Bryce wasn’t read into our program, but he believed in what we did, even if he didn’t know what that was. We’d shown up one day toasting a fallen soldier, and then we’d kept showing up, until he’d pulled me aside one afternoon. He’d seen us keeping to ourselves, knowing we didn’t want to be disturbed, and had told me if we wanted privacy the next time, the bar was ours. He’d never asked any questions, and being located so close to the CIA, I’m sure he thought that was where we worked, and I didn’t disabuse him of the notion. All I knew was that when I showed up, he shut down the bar. He flipped the sign on the door to closed and said, “I’ll be serving the drinks.” “I appreciate that. I really do.” I’d initially tried to pay to rent the place, but he was having none of it. He didn’t even let us pay for our drinks.

Out of the thirteen council members, Harold Standish was the only one who had absolutely no experience in anything related to what he was overseeing. No foreign-policy, intelligence, military, or any other experience that would give him the ability to make qualified judgments on Taskforce activities. That didn’t stop him from thinking he knew better than anyone else, including the president. Given

Best predictor of future performance is past performance. And I’ve seen your past performance.

I turned to leave and found myself facing one of the college girls. A brunette showing more cleavage than was necessary. She said, “Hey. I know those guys, and they deserved it. I’m Skeeter.” You’ve got to be kidding me. Heather will never believe this. I said, “Nice to meet you. I’m gone.

He sat down across from Jennifer, ignoring the seat that would put his back to the door. He shook our hands, saying to Jennifer, “How come every time I meet Pike it’s at some local pub? Whatever happened to a coffee shop?” Jennifer smiled and looked at me, waiting on an answer. “Hey, sir, take a look at the layout and you’ll know why. Besides, L Street is hell and gone from Arlington, and you said get away from Taskforce headquarters.” He waved his arm as if shooing off a fly. “Whatever. I read the chalkboard outside.

I said, “You’re a damn SEAL. This is what you do.” “Doesn’t mean I have to like it.” I glanced at Knuckles, the other SEAL, and said, “I’ve never met a squid who hated boats more than him.

The flotsam and jetsam accumulated in life that seemed like trash but took on a special meaning when the person they were attached to never returned.

A life lived in an academic environment protected from the real tragedy that occurs on the world stage.

People sleep peacefully in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to visit violence on those who would do them harm. George Orwell PART ONE

Umarex AirSaber arrow rifle.

palpably.

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threaded

easy to second-guess decisions but damn hard to make them.

his life was worth less than his honor. Flesh and blood were frail and fleeting. Honor was forever.

Destiny” was a tool used by the dishroom explain the tragedy — nothing more. - Pike Logan

Destiny” was a tool used by the vicious or weak to explain a tragedy — nothing more. - Pike Logan

asking her if she could use it.” Jennifer said,