I'm currently reading a book called "At The Mercy of the Mountains" about misadventure in Adirondack Park. It's morbid reading about people dying on trails I've hiked (or worse, plan to hike), but I think it can be good to learn from the mistakes of others as I plan to not die (ever, if possible).
Each chapter starts with a quote relevant to the story. One I like was:
Nature is so pitiless, so unresponsive, to a person in trouble! I had read of the soothing companionship of the forest, the pleasure of the pathless woods. But I thought, as I stumbled along in the dismal actuality that, if I ever got out of it, I would write a letter to the newspapers exposing the whole thing. There is an impassive, stolid brutality about the woods that has never been enough insisted on. I tried to keep my mind fixed upon the fact of man's superiority to nature; his ability to dominate and outwit her. My situation was an amusing satire on this theory.
-Charles Dudley Warner, "Lost in the Woods"