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You think you would react one way when a situation develops and, and when the sharp shells are flying, you don't quite stand up like you think you might.

When I was in my twenties, I thought I was bulletproof.

I have learned to love that which is meant to harm me, so that I can stand in the way of those who are less strong. I can take the bullets for those who aren't able to.

I have had bullets flying at concerts, but I don't want to talk about that.

In an area of more than 1,000 war graves and with birdsong as the only sound, I contemplated the thin margin between life and death. If the sniper's bullet had been just two feet to one side, my father's life would have been over, aged just 27, and I would never have been born.

I was shot down by a fifth ball, which struck me squarely in the face, and passed out.

I was very fascinated by the time when firearms went from being fire sticks to being something people could use to hunt and to survive.

Since I couldn't actuate the things that I wanted to do, the only weapon I had was to say no.

I spend most of my life feeling like I've been shot out of a cannon.

It's an odd feeling, knowing someone is trying to kill you. On the front line, you learn quickly that if you're in the path of a bullet, you will get hit.