And you find that sometimes you search to fill a void that doesn’t exist until you venture out far enough to create it.

Man's first expression, like his first dream, was an aesthetic one. Speech was a poetic outcry rather than a demand for communication. Original man, shouting his consonants, did so in yells of awe and anger at his tragic state, at his own self-awareness and at his own helplessness before the void.

Some stories
can only be appreciated
by the storyteller
Some adventures
can only be preserved
in the heart of the adventurer.

Fear is a fickle friend who will loyally stand by your side as long as you allow it to diminish you.

It’s like a broken bone that never healed quite right. An ache that I feel on cold days when the chill of your memory dances up and down my spine, taunting me with the way it can still induce pain, even after all this time.

You have the power to overcome. You have the power to persist. You have the power to be hurting and scared and broken while still courageously pressing onward.