You should own nothing except what you can carry on your back at a dead run.

He needed his solitude at times, but he wasn't a hermit. He did a lot of socializing. Sometimes I think it was like he was storing up company for the times when he knew nobody would be around.

weeping...betraying a sense of loss so huge and irreparable that the mind balks at taking its measure.

But somethings in life are more important than being happy. Like being free to think for yourself.

The core of mans' spirit comes from new experiences.

What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?

But now that I was finally here, standing on the summit of Mount Everest, I just couldn't summon the energy to care.