It was my duty to shoot the enemy, and I don't regret it. My regrets are for the people I couldn't save: Marines, soldiers, buddies. I'm not naive, and I don't romanticize war. The worst moments of my life have come as a SEAL. But I can stand before God with a clear conscience about doing my job.
There is only one way to achieve happiness on this terrestrial ball, and that is to have either a clear conscience or none at all.
As far as the charge against me is concerned I have a clear conscience.
I'm fortunate that the books sell, but even more fortunate to live in Chatham, to be very happily married and to have, on the whole, a fairly clear conscience.
What can be added to the happiness of a man who is in health, out of debt, and has a clear conscience?