"I wonder what I would have done if I had realized at the time that the very very high mountain I was trying to climb was only the first little foothill, before the other higher and higher mountains that receded off into the distance further than one could see, each of which must be climbed and conquered. Maybe the mountain ranges never end, and the final goal I dreamed of reaching was unreachable.
But by the grace of God, I didn't know that, and at least half of the time I still don't know it, or I forget, and I go on climbing expecting night after night that suddenly the millions and millions of angels and whoever, whatever the word God means, will swoop down upon me and fill me with infinite wisdom and show me how to go around healing everybody who needs healing, and taking everybody's headaches away, and turning the whole world into a lovely, beautiful, peaceful place to live in. I know it doesn't work that way, but I wish it did!"

—Eyvind Earle, Horizon Bound on a Bicycle