Quotes About Endurance

Tom Crean, tough and practical as ever, took the younger puppies

By 5 P.M., after three hours on the trail, they were 1 mile from the ship

But Worsley took his chronometer out to the edge of the floe and timed the interval between swells—eighteen seconds

It lay exactly 42 miles away; only 20 miles beyond it lay what had been their destination, Paulet Island.

They had had no sleep for almost eighty hours, and their bodies had been drained by exposure

He had proved himself on land. He had demonstrated there beyond all doubt his ability to pit his matchless tenacity against the elements—and win. But the sea is a different sort of enemy. Unlike the land, where courage and the simple will to endure can often see a man through, the struggle against the sea is an act of physical combat, and there is no escape. It is a battle against a tireless enemy in which man never actually wins; the most that he can hope for is not to be defeated.

By the end of July, 1914, however, everything had been collected, tested, and stowed aboard the Endurance.

Another night, this time without a drop of water, and possibly another gale—they simply did not have it in them.

Unlike the land, where courage and the simple will to endure can often see a man through, the struggle against the sea is an act of physical combat, and there is no escape. It is a battle against a tireless enemy in which man never actually wins; the most that he can hope for is not to be defeated.

Fortitudine vincimus—"By endurance we conquer.

In some ways they had come to know themselves better. In this lonely world of ice and emptiness, they had achieved at least a limited kind of contentment. They had been tested and found not wanting.

He promised to write a book later about the trip. He sold the rights to the motion pictures and still photographs that would be taken, and he agreed to give a long lecture series on his return. In all these arrangments, there was one basic assumption - that Shackleton would survive.

The whole undertaking was criticized in some circles as being too "audacious." And perhaps it was. But if it hadn't been audacious, it wouldn't have been to Shackleton's liking. He was, above all, an explorer in the classic mold—utterly self-reliant, romantic, and just a little swashbuckling.

But the dawn did come—at last.

And o'er the hills and far awayBeyond their utmost purple rim,Beyond the night, across the day,Through all the world she followed him.

The days will grow to weeks, the weeks to months,The months will add themselves and make the years,The years will roll into the centuries,And mine will ever be a name of scorn.

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

For men may come and men may go,But I go on forever.

Till last by Philip's farm I flowTo join the brimming river,For men may come and men may go,But I go on for ever.

Perform your long and heavy task with energy, treading the path to which Fate has been pleased to call you.

Punk had in him still the instincts of his dying race; his taciturn silence and his endurance survived; also his superstition.

Patience is of two kinds: patience over what pains you, and patience against what you covet.

Do not be too hard, lest you be broken; do not be too soft, lest you be squeezed.

One who cannot benefit by patience will die in grief.