“So hungry for adventure and hazard were we, so convinced of our good luck that joyfully and happily we went into the forest, towards the lonely equatorial peaks; into a world untainted by man’s misery and bright with promise.”

“The air, crystal clear, the solemn silence broken only now and then by the distant roar of an ice-avalanche, our solitude was perfect.”

“We were quite content to sit in the gap, dangling out feet above Cesar Glacier and eating chocolate in lieu of lunch.”

“You shall no longer share their misery, for in my world of solitude you have seen the shadow of eternity. I have given you riches which can never be confiscated even by the most exacting searches–self-reliance and a sense of proportion. The hard present, which at first you feared and then tried to overcome, is neither everything nor nothing; it is only a part of Time, and you will realize this later.”

“Mountains, like men, have their history. They too, are born, grow old, die and decay. ‘Do they also love?’ a character from Mosca might ask. No, of course they don’t love. But they are loved, and with what love!”

“As I stood entranced at this fulfillment of my dearest hopes, I drew a great sigh of satisfaction; and as a I said to Brahim, ‘Look!’ and pointing to the great crystal, I am not very sure but there was something like a tear in my eye.”

“Mountains have many ways of rewarding us for our pilgrimage, and often bestow their richest treasures when least expected. For my part, all disappointment, all care for the future were droned in the great joy of living in that moment.” (Eric Shipton)

“For us, it had just been created.”

“Our ignorance was a genuine godsend. Every step was a discovery, a new beginning. We were back at the dawn of time, before places had names; everything we saw aroused thoughts of awe, gratitude, and reverence. We were, as Pascoli said, like Adam.”

 

Read No Picnic on Mount Kenyaby Felice Benuzzi.

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