The Greatest Danger In Life Is Not

The Highest Of The World's Mountains, It Seems, Has To Make But A Single Gesture Of Magnificence To Be The Lord Of All, Vast In Unchallenged And Isolated Supremacy.

Half The Charm Of Climbing Mountains Is Born In Visions Preceding This Experience - Visions Of What Is Mysterious, Remote, Inaccessible.

Gradually, Very Gradually, We Saw The Great Mountain Sides And Glaciers And Aretes, Now One Fragment And Now Another Through The Floating Rifts, Until Far Higher In The Sky Than Imagination Had Dared To Suggest The White Summit Of Everest Appeared.

Mountaineers Have Often Observed A Lack Of Clarity In Their Mental State At High Altitudes; It Is Difficult For The Stupid Mind To Observe How Stupid It Is.

One Must Conquer, Achieve, Get To The Top; One Must Know The End To Be Convinced That One Can Win The End - To Know There's No Dream That Mustn't Be Dared. . .