“… and here he was gallantly, thoughtlessly alive, to all appearance indestructible solely by the virtue of his few years and of his unreflecting audacity…. Glamour urged him on, glamour kept him unscathed. He surely wanted nothing from the wilderness but space to breathe in and push on through. His need was to exist, and to move onwards at the greatest possible risk, and with a maximum of privation. If the absolutely pure, uncalculating, unpractical spirit of adventure had ever ruled a human being, it ruled this be-patched youth.”

Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

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