"Behind them, I was in my private dream. I knew the end was near, but it was the end all who wish to climbers, a view consistent with their ruling passion. I was consciously grateful to the mountains to be so good to me that day and I was in awe of their silence, as if I was in a church. I felt no pain, I had no thoughts . My absolute calm was alarming. "
"On days like that you see every glistening snowflake. You can even hear music, although even the most elegant orchestra would be too sloppy for its beauty. Some might say that surely we had too many endorphins into the bloodstream, we were surfing on a tsunami and admired our mortality, but those who think so are not attracted ever granite warmed by the sun in a freezing cold day, not chewing the icicles hanging from their mustache or never venture the hypothesis that the mountain and the wind have become a living entity that breathes. "
" Come on, man, is not the time to surrender. We are very close to the top! "
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