The real, in all this efforts, is that we climb just for climbing.

Woe be to him who tries to isolate one department of knowledge from the rest. All science is one: language, literature and history, physics, mathematics and philosophy; subjects which seem the most remote from one another are in reality connected, or rather they all form a single system.

At its starting point in India, the birthplace of races and religions, the womb of the world.

Every epoch dreams its successor.

Each year, it is necessary to respire, to take breath again, to revive ourselves at the great living sources that forever keep their eternal freshness. Where can we find them if not at the cradle of our race, on the sacred summits from where descend the Indus and the Ganges....?

Woman is a miracle of divine contradictions.

The real, in all this efforts, is that we climb just for climbing.