My reasoning, if one can call it that, was inflamed by the scatter shot passions of youth and a literary diet overly rich in the works of Nietzshe, Kerouac, and John Menlove Edwards.

I read somewhere... how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong, but to feel strong... to measure yourself at least once.

Sometimes my need to love hurts-- myself, my family, my cause. Is there a cure? Of course. But I refuse. Refuse to stop loving, to stop caring. To avoid those tears, that pain...To err on the side of passion is human and right and the only way I'll live.

Its not always necessary to be strong, but to feel strong.

My reasoning, if one can call it that, was inflamed by the scatter shot passions of youth and a literary diet overly rich in the works of Nietzshe, Kerouac, and John Menlove Edwards.

Short form media is reductionist by nature.

Most climbers aren't in fact deranged, they're just infected with a particularly virulent strain of the Human Condition.