“The date was October 27, 1915. The name of the ship was Endurance. The position was 69°5´ South, 51°30´ West—deep in the icy wasteland of the Antarctic’s treacherous Weddell Sea, just about midway between the South Pole and the nearest… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
“A forbidding-looking place, certainly, but that only made it seem the more pitiful. It was the refuge of twenty-two men who, at that very… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
“Then he opened the Bible Queen Alexandra had given them and ripped out the flyleaf and the page containing the Twenty-third Psalm. He also… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
“The date was October 27, 1915. The name of the ship was Endurance. The position was 69°5´ South, 51°30´ West—deep in the icy wasteland… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
“Of all their enemies -- the cold, the ice, the sea -- he feared none more than demoralization.” — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
In that instant they felt an overwhelming sense of pride and accomplishment. Though they had failed dismally even to come close to the expedition's… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
“Even at home, with theatres and all sorts of amusements, changes of scene and people, four months idleness would be tedious: One can then… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
I have a great many opinions about writing, but I'm afraid that all of them are unprintable — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
“Returning from a hunting trip, Orde-Lees, traveling on skis across the rotting surface of the ice, had just about reached camp when an evil,… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
“They were for all practical purposes alone in the frozen Antarctic seas. It had been very nearly a year since they had last been… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
“He promised to write a book later about the trip. He sold the rights to the motion pictures and still photographs that would be… — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
it's been my experience that most writers don't talk about their craft--they just do it — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
No matter what the odds, a man does not pin his last hope for survival on something and then expect that it will fail. — Alfred Lansing Copy Share Image
