He will never prove especially fit for the regularities of what he calls the antlike life, though it will have its moments of upheaval, as when his firstborn son is kidnapped and killed just five years after the flight. That will only drive him further into himself. But the trajectory of his withdrawal from the world was set from the moment he stepped into his plane in New York. It had only been thirty-three hours, but he knew he would never feel such freedom again.
– from Lost in Wonder (book)