Common sense is no match for the voice of God.

Sometimes he tried too hard to make sense of the world, to figure out why people were bad to each other so often.

Heaven, for me, is one focused project - it's like a weird form of autism.

An extended stay in the wilderness inevitably directs one's attention outward as much as inward, and it is impossible to live off the land without developing both a subtle understanding of, and a strong emotional bond with, that land and all it holds.

Common sense is no match for the voice of God.

Antarctica has this mythic weight. It resides in the collective unconscious of so many people, and it makes this huge impact, just like outer space. It's like going to the moon.

If you're bumming out, you're not gonna get to the top, so as long as we're up here we might as well make a point of grooving. (Quoting Scott Fischer)