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

I think part of the appeal of Antarctica is experiencing some sort of power, the forces of the natural world.

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

Mountains make poor receptacles for dreams.

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.

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

The core of mans' spirit comes from new experiences.