All is well. I just hope it ends well.

He got an automatic rifle and pointed it straight at him, and he chastised him about how the British treated people. I thought John was going to die.

These people have no schools, no hospitals. They're very poor, it's time to do something.

I have no animosity toward them at all. I've seen their little villages. They're dirt poor, poor as field mice.

These people are serious, very serious, about what they are doing.

We're being treated quite well. Let's hope it ends well.

They get nothing out of the oil, and they produce all of the oil. They're tired of it, so they're going to fight, and they're going to fight until death.

It's an experience that I won't want to do again. They treated me quite well; they called me 'papa.' These boys are very sincere in what they are doing.