Quotes About Exploration

We may pass violets looking for roses. We may pass contentment looking for victory.

There is no single, correct objective in mountaineering; there are only possibilities. One of them leads beyond the impossible. - Reinhold Messner

A failed attempt on a virgin face of an eight thousander gives me much more than the successful ascent of a known route.

To know a mountain, you must sleep on it. —Tom Longstaff, This My Voyage

Void fascinates those who daren't look into it. They throw themselves in, for fear of falling.

Book tours and research provide a lot of travel - too much, I sometimes think, but we do take vacations.

The nation had had two symbols of solitude, the forest and the prairies; now it had a third, the mountains.

sheets and wagon covers.

First colonized by Sir Humphrey Gilbert, half-brother of Sir Walter Raleigh, in 1583, St John's has ever since been an important outpost of the Americas. Home port of the vast Grand Banks cod fishing fleet, it was here, on Signal Hill, that Marconi received the first transatlantic wireless message in 1901, and from here Alcock and Brown took off to make the first non-stop transatlantic flight in 1919.

Playing the game is far more satisfying than reading the rules.

Advances are made by answering questions. Discoveries are made by questioning answers.

Millions saw the apple fall, but Newton was the one who asked why.

Teach yourself to work in uncertainty.

There are no wrong books. What's wrong is the fear of them.

The wild begins where you least expect it, one step off your normal course

A sailor's joys are as simple as a child's.

If I do have to sight land, I like it to be from as far off as possible.

At times, he heard the 'call' with every fibre of his being. For some time, I have been hearing it too. And that, perhaps, is the long way.

Je prends le globe du Damien et regarde longuement l'immense boucle tracée depuis le départ. Plymouth si près, dix mille milles à peine vers le nord… mais partir de Plymouth pour rentrer à Plymouth, c'est devenu au fil du temps comme partir de nulle part pour aller nulle part. C'est formidable, ce petit globe que je tiens dans mes mains ! Et nous sommes seuls, mon bateau et moi. Seuls avec la mer immense pour nous tout seuls.

I think that a boat big enough to carry lots of food and spares could circle the globe several times, relying only on rain.

concentrating on a magnetized needle prevents one from participating in the real universe, seen and unseen, where a sailboat moves.

but leaving from Plymouth and returning to Plymouth now seems like leaving from

Esteem for those who travel, disdain for those who stay at home.

I still stubbornly crave fresh encounters, new faces, and new lives. I still dream of the faraway steppe, of wind and rain on my face, of basking in the heat of different suns.