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“How often on an expedition have I told myself, "That's enough!" and then a few weeks later when the effort, worry, and hardship were forgotten, I began dreaming about a new journey, planning a new climb. Pretty soon I'd be off again. And once again, it would be dangerous. I never intended to risk my neck, but I knew that if I were ever to stop dreaming or traveling I would be old. And that would drive me to despair.”

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Book:My Life at the Limit
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My Life at the Limit

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Reinhold Messner
Reinhold Messner

Reinhold Messner, born on September 17, 1944, is an Italian mountaineer renowned for his extraordinary achievements in the field of mountaineering. He is the first person to summit the highest peak on each of the seven continents and the first to climb Mount Everest solo. Messner is celebrated for his contributions to mountaineering and his dedication to the sport. more

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