A man needs a much bigger orbit than a woman. He needs a mission, a life purpose, and he needs to know his name. Only then is he fit for a woman, for only then does he have something to invite her into.

Adventure, with all its requisite danger and wildness, is a deeply spiritual longing written into the soul of man.

Every man is a warrior inside. But the choice to fight is his own.

A soldier surrounded by enemies, if he is to cut his way out, needs to combine a strong desire for living with a strange carelessness about dying. He must not merely cling to life, for then he will be a coward, and will not escape. He must not merely wait for death, for then he will be a suicide, and will not escape. He must seek his life in a spirit of furious indifference to it; he must desire life like water and yet drink death like wine.

A man must have a battle to fight, a great mission to his life that involves and yet transcends even home and family.

For after years of living in a cage, a lion no longer even believes it is a lion . . . and a man no longer believes he is a man.

Eve is a life giver; she is Adam's ally. It is to both of them that the charter for adventure is given. It will take both of them to sustain life. And they will both need to fight together.