Few men during their lifetime come anywhere near exhausting the resources dwelling in them. There are deep wells of strength that are never used. Richard E. Byrd More Quotes by Richard E. Byrd More Quotes From Richard E. Byrd Few men during their lifetime come anywhere near exhausting the resources dwelling within them. There are deep wells of strength that are never used. Richard E. Byrd motivationalinspirationallife At the end only two things really matter to a man, regardless of who he is; and they are the affection and understanding of his family. Anything and everything else he creates are insubstantial; they are ships given over to the mercy of the winds and tides of prejudice. but the family is an everlasting anchorage, a quiet harbor where a man's ships can be left to swing to the moorings of pride and loyalty. Richard E. Byrd loyaltypridemen Give praise to others while they are here; they won't need it in the hereafter. Richard E. Byrd praisegivingneeds Progress grows out of motion. Richard E. Byrd progressgrows Give wind and tide a chance to change. Richard E. Byrd changewindgiving A hand from Washington will be stretched out and placed upon every man’s business; the eye of the federal inspector will be in every man’s counting house… The law will of necessity have Indus[tr]ial features, it will provide penalties, it will create complicated machinery. Under it, men will be hauled into courts distant from their homes. Heavy fines imposed by distant and unfamiliar tribunals will constantly menace the taxpayer. An army of federal inspectors, spies, and detectives will descend upon the state. Richard E. Byrd armyeyehome I am learning that a man can live profoundly without masses of things. Richard E. Byrd masssimplicitymen A man doesn't begin to attain wisdom until he recognizes he is no longer indispensable. Richard E. Byrd indispensablewisdommen A static hero is a public liability. Progress grows out of motion. Richard E. Byrd staticprogresshero Half of the confusion in the world comes from not knowing how little we need. Richard E. Byrd knowingletting-goknowledge I paused to listen to the silence. My breath, crystallized as it passed my cheeks, drifted on a breeze gentler than a whisper. The wind vane pointed toward the South Pole. Presently the wind cups ceased their gentle turning as the cold killed the breeze. My frozen breath hung like a cloud overhead. The day was dying, the night was being born-but with great peace. Here were the imponderable processes and forces of the cosmos, harmonious and soundless. Harmony, that was it! Richard E. Byrd cloudsnightpeace There are deep wells of strength that are never used. Richard E. Byrd weaknessstrengthdwelling Christianity has not failed. It is simply that nations have failed to try it. There would be no war in a God-directed world. Richard E. Byrd would-betryingwar What I had not counted on was discovering how closely a man could come to dying and still not die, or want to die. That, too, was mine; and it also is to the good. For that experience resolved proportions and relationships for me as nothing else could have done; and it is surprising, approaching the final enlightenment, how little one really has to know or feel sure about. Richard E. Byrd finalsdyingmen Below -60° cold will find the last microscopic touch of oil in an instrument and stop it dead. If there is the slightest breeze, you can hear your breath freeze as it floats away, making a sound like that of Chinese firecrackers. As does the morning dew, rime coats every exposed object. And if you work too hard and breathe too deeply, your lungs will sometimes feel as if they were on fire. Richard E. Byrd oilfiremorning A discordant mind, black with confusion and despair, would finish me off as thoroughly as the cold. Richard E. Byrd blackconfusionmind Patience is what you need in the Antarctic. Wait-Give wind and tide a chance to change. Richard E. Byrd changewindscience Solitude is an excellent laboratory in which to observe the extent to which manners and habits are conditioned by others. Richard E. Byrd excellenthabitsolitude I am hopeful that Antarctica in its symbolic robe of white will shine forth as a continent of peace as nations working together there in the cause of science set an example of international cooperation. Richard E. Byrd hopefulshiningwhite No woman has ever stepped on Little America - and we have found it to be the most silent and peaceful place in the world. Richard E. Byrd peacefulamericaworld
