One feels 'the dearth of human words, the roughness of mortal speech' in trying to describe things intangible. — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
“A strange occurrence was the sudden appearance of eight emperor penguins from a crack 100 yds. away at the moment when the pressure upon the ship was at its climax. They walked a little way towards us, halted, and after a few ordinary calls proceeded to utter weird cries that sounded like a dirge for the ship. None of us… — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share
Now my eyes are turned from the South to the North, and I want to lead one more Expedition. This will be the last...… — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
No person who has not spent a period of his life in those 'stark and sullen solitudes that sentinel the Pole' will understand fully… — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
We had seen God in His splendors, heard the text that Nature renders. We had reached the naked soul of man. — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
“Men Wanted: For hazardous journey. Small wages, bitter cold, long months of complete darkness, constant danger, safe return doubtful. Honour and recognition in case… — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
“The moving of the boulders was weary and painful work. We came to know every one of the stones by sight and touch, and… — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
After months of want and hunger, we suddenly found ourselves able to have meals fit for the gods, and with appetites the gods might… — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
Loneliness is the penalty of leadership, but the man who has to make the decisions is assisted greatly if he feels that there is… — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
Superhuman effort isn't worth a damn unless it achieves results. — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
From the sentimental point of view, it is the last great Polar journey that can be made. — Ernest Shackleton Copy Share Image
