Bummmmp.
Let's get the remaining books sold. They look cool on my shelf, but they'd look better on yours.
"It was not about being a 'hard' climber, not a challenge to prove how good we were, but a pure and simple test of ourselves. That moment when I knew I was strong enough and powerful enough, mentally and physically, to overcome the obstacles in front of me came as a rushing exultation, a joyous realization that this was why I was here. George Mallory once wrote after succeeding on a climb, 'We're not exultant: but delighted, joyful: soberly astonished ... Have we vanquished an enemy? None but ourselves ..." I was meant to be there. I became entranced, absorbed in the game of reading the ice. The feeling of invincibility was infused with the wondrous irrationality of what I was doing - immutable, anarchic living, the essence of climbing, of simply being."
(Joe Simpson, The Beckoning Silence)