Now, you have to understand, I'm no bronze-skinned, square-jawed archetype of manly-man-ness. In fact, I'm kind of frail, depressive, hydrophobic, nearsighted, color-blind, a little deaf and prone to making incredibly brave (stupid) moves for honor, friendship, love or whatever else won't make me feel like a lump on the planet. I want to go to Antarctica--I hate cold, and water, but hey, it's as close as I'm going to get to walking on the surface of Mars. Sure I'm scared. Sometimes, that's the point. I'm not an adrenaline junkie--it's just that I know that awesome experiences don't come from staying in the simulators.
- from "The Reward, the Details, the Devils, the Due" by Larry Dixon in Finding Serenity