It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves. And when at last we stand upon the summit, we discover that the view we sought was not the landscape below, but the expanded vision within.

The art of life is to know how to enjoy a little and to endure much.

We are all of us the worse for too much liberty, and the better for a master hand — not from without, but from the discipline we impose upon ourselves when we understand what the work demands.

It is not abstinence from pleasures that is best, but mastery over them without being worsted.