Quotes from Jon Krakauer

It's been estimated that approximately 85 percent of all rapes are in fact committed by assailants who are acquainted in some way with their victims, and that only a small percentage of these "non-stranger rapes" result in the successful prosecution of the rapist.

Women don't get raped because they were drinking or took drugs. Women do not get raped because they weren't careful enough. Women get raped because someone raped them.

Police and prosecutors are morally and professionally obligated to make every effort to identify specious rape reports, safeguard the civil rights of rape suspects, and prevent the falsely accused from being convicted. At the same time, however, police and prosecutors are obligated to do everything in their power to identify individuals who have committed rape and ensure that the guilty are brought to justice. These two objectives are not mutually exclusive.

Anything that gets you out, that gets you physically active, is going to be good psychotherapy and stave off winter problems.

Rape victims provide police with more information—and better information—when detectives interview them from a position of trust rather than one of suspicion.

If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal,—that is your success. All nature is your congratulation, and you have cause momentarily to bless yourself. The greatest gains and values are farthest from being appreciated. We easily come to doubt if they exist. We soon forget

them. They are the highest reality….The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star-dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.

Salt Lake City, which became a crucial way station on the shortest route to the gold fields. The gold rush did have an upside; as the only game in town, Brigham was able to extort exorbitant prices from the Gentiles for provisions they needed to complete the long journey to California, giving the Saints desperately needed capital.

The very basic core of a 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.

On August 29, 1852, at a churchwide assembly in Salt Lake City, he told of Joseph Smith's 1843 revelation concerning "celestial marriage

T]his is a bad thing that's going on," she told Moore, "and we all need to do something to try to fix it." On

He did a lot of socializing. Sometimes I think it was like he was storing up company for the times he knew nobody would be around

La libertad y la simple belleza de la vida son algo demasiado valioso como para desperdiciarlo.

If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal,—that is your success.

Podía intentar explicar que se regía por un código de orden superior; argumentar que, como moderno seguidor de las ideas de Henry David Thoreau, había adoptado como evangelio el ensayo titulado Sobre el deber de la desobediencia civil y consideraba que no someterse a unas leyes opresivas e injustas era una obligación moral.

According to the moral absolutism that characterizes McCandless's beliefs, a challenge in which a successful outcome is assured isn't a challenge at all.

I'm a bear technician, so I know what bear damage looks like.

Most women are all too familiar with men like Calvin Smith. Men whose sense of prerogative renders them deaf when women say, "No thanks," "Not interested," or even "Fuck off, creep." Smith

finds Mexicans to be warm, friendly people. Much more hospitable than Americans….

bought my respect.

VaroluÅŸun ham nabz?ndan koptuÄŸunu ac? içinde hissettiÄŸi yerden art?k uzakt?.

There are no events but thoughts and the heart's hard turning, the heart's slow learning where to love and whom. The rest is merely gossip, and tales for other times. ANNIE DILLARD, HOLY THE FIRM

A large man, he cheerfully refers to the prison's maximum-security unit as "my monastery.

The accumulated clutter of day-to-day existence—the lapses of conscience, the unpaid bills, the bungled opportunities, the dust under the couch, the inescapable prison of your genes—all of it is temporarily forgotten, crowded from your thoughts by an overpowering clarity of purpose and by the seriousness of the task at hand. At such moments something resembling happiness