If I Had Not Some Strength Of

I Seemed To Vow To Myself That Some Day I Would Go To The Region Of Ice And Snow And Go On And On Till I Came To One Of The Poles Of The Earth, The End Of The Axis Upon Which This Great Round Ball Turns.

A Man Must Shape Himself To A New Mark Directly The Old One Goes To Ground.

When Things Are Easy, I Hate It.

(was He Talking About A Polar Expedition, Or Marriage?) -jorge Men Wanted: For Hazardous Journey. Small Wages, Bitter Cold, Long Months Of Complete Darkness, Constant Danger, Safe Return Doubtful. Honour And Recognition In Case Of Success.

Superhuman Effort Isn't Worth A Damn Unless It Achieves Results.