climbing

The way up to the top of the mountain is always longer than you think.
Don’t fool yourself, the moment will arrive when what seemed so near is still very far.

So, as you would imagine, I grew up exuberant in body but with a nervy, craving mind. It was wanting something more, something tangible. It sought for reality intensely, always as if it were not there... But you see at once what I do, I climb.

To those men who are born for mountains, the struggle can never end, until their lives end.  To them it holds the very quintessence of living - the fiery core, after the lesser parts have been burned away.