Happiness is only real when shared.
I now walk into the wild.
We like companionship, see, but we can’t stand to be around people for very long. So we go get ourselves lost, come back for a while, then get the hell out again.
The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
We were too tired to help. Above 8,000 meters is not a place where people can afford morality.