Teachers should be very careful not to spoil their pupils' taste for poetry for all time by making it a task and an imposition.

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.

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

If I had not some strength of will I would make a first class drunkard.

We had seen God in His splendors, heard the text that Nature renders. We had reached the naked soul of man.

Difficulties are just things to overcome after all.

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