I found this on the internet:
LIFE'S JOURNEY IS NOT TO ARRIVE AT THE GRAVE SAFELY IN A WELL PRESERVED BODY, BUT RATHER TO SKID IN SIDEWAYS, TOTALLY WORE OUT, SHOUTING...
"HOLY SH*T, WHAT A RIDE!"
I think I can attest to the fact that most of us who climb Mt. Whitney are going to arrive at our maker "all wore out" and very grateful we were able to have that chance.