By Bear Grylls
Watch carefully, the magic that occurs when you give a person just enough comfort to be themselves.
Adventure runs on all sorts of whiskey.
Our nuclear weapons are meant purely as a deterrent against nuclear adventure by an adversary.
Why, I’d like nothing better than to achieve some bold adventure, worthy of our trip.
Our brief was to create an environment where people could feel comfortable shopping, dining, relaxing and meeting friends and it is wonderful that our design has been acknowledged in this way.
My off-pitch style is probably girly and comfortable. I like a lot of loose-fitting material on top and more tight-fitting material on the bottom.
Soccer is what I grew up doing – it’s my passion, and I’m way more comfortable on the field in my soccer cleats.
I feel the most confident when I’m comfortable in workout clothes with my hair up in a ponytail.
I’ve always wanted to skydive.
But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.
I have often been downcast but never in despair; I regard our hiding as a dangerous adventure, romantic and interesting at the same time. In my diary, I treat all the privations as amusing.
Rationalism is an adventure in the clarification of thought.
Without adventure, civilization is in full decay.
There’s lots about politics I don’t feel comfortable with. To talk about the politics of future ideas is impossible in soundbite form.
There is nothing more rare, nor more beautiful, than a woman being unapologetically herself; comfortable in her perfect imperfection. To me, that is the true essence of beauty.
To me, beauty is about being comfortable in your own skin. It’s about knowing and accepting who you are.
Sometimes an ember is all we need.
I find skydiving really hard. I broke my back while skydiving when I was in the military, and for 18 months all my nightmares were about falling.
I loved climbing because of the freedom, and having time and space. I remember coming off Everest for the last time, thinking of Dad and wishing that he could have seen what I saw. He would have loved it.
The greatest journeys all start with a single step.
