I've never set out to do anything other than get better at guitar and record and have fun. I feel like the Jazzmaster's just your comrade on that journey. It can be really subtle, it can be angry, it can be chill. It can be anything.
Soldiers willingly, sometimes foolishly, risk their own lives to keep their comrades out of enemy hands.
In the first day of the Soviet Army's arrival, I and the other comrades were isolated and then found ourselves here, not knowing anything... I can only conjecture what could have happened.
Comrades, this man has a nice smile, but he's got iron teeth.
If kids can forget their own mothers but still have a sense of comrade Lenin, then Soviet power really is here to stay!
The great help of being in the Army is to understand why are the armies clever in what they describe as emotional intelligence, making soldiers come to terms with the death of comrades by certain rituals.
Besides, I think that when one has been through a boarding school, especially then, you have some resistance, because it was both fine comradeship and a fairly hard training.
I also had a mistaken attitude towards certain comrades.
If you tremble with indignation at every injustice, then you are a comrade of mine.
I am not going to second-guess my old battlefield comrades from Iraq and Afghanistan; each has his own reason for what he has done.
