Ernest Shackleton
Ernest Shackleton
Sir Ernest Henry Shackleton CVO OBE FRGSwas a polar explorer who led three British expeditions to the Antarctic, and one of the principal figures of the period known as the Heroic Age of Antarctic Exploration. Born in Kilkea, Athy, County Kildare, Ireland, Shackleton and his Anglo-Irish family moved to Sydenham in suburban south London when he was ten. His first experience of the polar regions was as third officer on Captain Robert Falcon Scott's Discovery Expedition 1901–04, from which he...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionExplorer
Date of Birth15 February 1874
CityKilkea, Ireland
CountryIreland
Superhuman effort isn't worth a damn unless it achieves results.
I do not intend to sacrifice the scientific utility of the expedition to a mere record-breaking journey, but say frankly, all the same, that one of my great efforts will be to reach the southern geographical Pole.
From the sentimental point of view, it is the last great Polar journey that can be made.
Now my eyes are turned from the South to the North, and I want to lead one more Expedition. This will be the last... to the North Pole.
After months of want and hunger, we suddenly found ourselves able to have meals fit for the gods, and with appetites the gods might have envied.
One feels 'the dearth of human words, the roughness of mortal speech' in trying to describe things intangible.
If I had not some strength of will I would make a first class drunkard.
I do not know what 'moss' stands for in the proverb , but if it stood for useful knowledge... I gathered more moss by rolling than I ever did at school.
We had seen God in His splendors, heard the text that Nature renders. We had reached the naked soul of man.
I called to the other men that the sky was clearing, and then a moment later I realized that what I had seen was not a rift in the clouds but the white crest of an enormous wave.
Teachers should be very careful not to spoil their pupils' taste for poetry for all time by making it a task and an imposition.
The noise resembles the roar of heavy, distant surf. Standing on the stirring ice one can imagine it is disturbed by the breathing and tossing of a mighty giant below.
I thought you'd rather have a live donkey than a dead lion.
After the conquest of the South Pole by Amundsen who, by a narrow margin of days only, was in advance of the British Expedition under Scott, there remained but one great main object of Antarctic journeying - the crossing of the South Polar continent from sea to sea