I fear we have shot our bolt - but we have been to Pole and done the longest journey on record.

The events of the day's march are now becoming so dreary and dispiriting that one longs to forget them when we camp; it is an effort even to record them in a diary.

Hunger and fear are the only realities in dog life: an empty stomach makes a fierce dog.

We are very near the end, but have not and will not lose our good cheer.

I may not have proved a great explorer, but we have done the greatest march ever made and come very near to great success.

We are weak, writing is difficult, but for my own sake I do not regret this journey, which has shown that Englishmen can endure hardships, help one another, and meet death with as great a fortitude as ever in the past.