Shackleton’s advertisement from a London newspaper looking for crew for his 1914-16 Antarctic expedition:

'MEN WANTED: FOR HAZARDOUS JOURNEY. SMALL WAGES, BITTER COLD, LONG MONTHS OF COMPLETE DARKNESS, CONSTANT DANGER, SAFE RETURN DOUBTFUL. HONOUR AND RECOGNITION IN CASE OF SUCCESS. SIR ERNEST SHACKLETON'

Sir Ernest Shackleton (1874-1924) – he stopped 97 miles short of the South Pole.

I stopped by his memorial in South Georgia once.

It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath.

Aeschylus (c.525-456 BC)

A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counsellor, a multitude of counsellors.

Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867)

The morning twilight is coloured and caught up by the sun's rays, when the radiant day blends the waving folds of its azure curtain, in a golden background.

Franz Liszt (1811-1886)

Never believe anything in politics until it has been officially denied.

Otto von Bismarck (1815-1898)

There is no knowledge, no light, no wisdom that you are in possession of, but what you have received it from some source.

Brigham Young (1801-1877)

An unfulfilled vocation drains the colour from a man's entire existence.

Honore de Balzac (1799-1850)

I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like water, and altered the color of my mind.

Emily Bronte (1818-1848)

As usual the Liberals offer a mixture of sound and original ideas. Unfortunately none of the sound ideas is original and none of the original ideas is sound.

Harold MacMillan (1894-1986)

When Paris sneezes, Europe catches cold.

Prince Klemens Metternich (1773-1859)

I must study politics and war that my sons may have liberty to study mathematics and philosophy.

John Adams (1735-1826)

From this day forward, the millions of our schoolchildren will daily proclaim in every city and town, every village and rural schoolhouse, the dedication of our nation and our people to the Almighty.

Dwight D. Eisenhower (1890-1969)

Art is contemplation. It is the pleasure of the mind which searches into nature and which there divines the spirit of which nature herself is animated.

Auguste Rodin (1840-1917)

The true conquests, the only ones that leave no regret, are those that have been wrested from ignorance.

Napoléon Bonaparte (1798), just before departing to Egypt

....a variety to draw your own conclusions of.