The Core Of Mans' Spirit Comes From

Weeping...betraying A Sense Of Loss So Huge And Irreparable That The Mind Balks At Taking Its Measure.

I Love Being Outdoors, Being In The Mountains And The Desert, And My Wife Enjoys That Too. That's One Of The Things That Sustain Our Relationship.

There Is Nothing Glamorous Or Romantic About War. It's Mostly About Random Pointless Death And Misery.

But Now That I Was Finally Here, Standing On The Summit Of Mount Everest, I Just Couldn't Summon The Energy To Care.

Sometimes He Tried Too Hard To Make Sense Of The World, To Figure Out Why People Were Bad To Each Other So Often.