It's weird because our lifetimes didn't even overlap. He drank too much, he committed suicide, he had four wives and was kinda narcissistic. But I can't help myself. He's full of life, determination, passion. When I read his writing, (I'm reading a book of his letters right now) I can't help feeling crazily attracted to this man. Ugh, what does this even say about me, as a person.