“America is the world’s most blaring, off-key, hand-clapping choir. You can hear the choir every day on Dumaine Street in New Orleans, or in San Francisco’s Mission District, or on the south side of Chicago- you can even hear its echo in Boise, Missoula, and Fargo, North Dakota. TURN UP THE MUSIC!”
” ‘Nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. 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’.” (Quoting Christopher McCandless)
“The snow on the wilderness had turned hard. Our footprints and our snowballs lay there like white fossils. Snowmen stood like ancient statues.”
“I had a book with me I stole from a Hollywood stall, ‘Le Grand Meaulnes’ by Alan-Fournier, but I preferred reading the American landscape as we went along. Every bump, rise, and stretch in it mystified my longing.”