The noise resembles the roar of heavy, distant surf. Standing on the stirring ice one can imagine it is disturbed by the breathing and tossing of a mighty giant below.

From the sentimental point of view, it is the last great Polar journey that can be made.

One feels 'the dearth of human words, the roughness of mortal speech' in trying to describe things intangible.

After the conquest of the South Pole by Amundsen who, by a narrow margin of days only, was in advance of the British Expedition under Scott, there remained but one great main object of Antarctic journeying - the crossing of the South Polar continent from sea to sea

If you're a leader, a fellow that other fellows look to, you've got to keep going.

After months of want and hunger, we suddenly found ourselves able to have meals fit for the gods, and with appetites the gods might have envied.

Superhuman effort isn't worth a damn unless it achieves results.