Certainly dog driving is the most terrible work one has to face in this sort of business.

Had we lived, I should have had a tale to tell of the hardihood, endurance and courage of my companions which would have stirred the heart of every Englishman. These rough notes and our dead bodies must tell the tale, but surely, a great rich country like ours will see that those who are dependent on us are properly provided for.

The dog is almost human in its demand for living interest, yet fatally less than human in its inability to foresee.

As one looks across the barren stretches of the pack, it is sometimes difficult to realise what teeming life exists immediately beneath its surface.

Great God! This is an awful place.

Hunger and fear are the only realities in dog life: an empty stomach makes a fierce dog.

With great care we might have a dog's chance, but no more.