“You see, for me [art]'s not one of life's ornaments, rococo relaxation to be greeted affably after a day of hard work; I'm inverted on this : for me it's my very breath, the one thing necessary, and all else is excretion and a latrine.” ArtHardOne ThingHard WorkBreathsRelaxationOrnamentsInvertedRococo Author:Arno Hintjens
“Below -60° cold will find the last microscopic touch of oil in an instrument and stop it dead. If there is the slightest breeze, you can hear your breath freeze as it floats away, making a sound like that of Chinese firecrackers. As does the morning dew, rime coats every exposed object. And if you work too hard and breathe too deeply, your lungs will sometimes feel as if they were on fire.” IfsFeelsDoeSometimesHardLastsSoundMorningFireObjectsColdBreathsInstrumentsBreatheOilChineseExposedCoatsBreezeLungsFloatsDewFreezeMorning DewFirecracker Book:Alone: The Classic Polar Adventure Source: Alone: The Classic Polar Adventure