Bear Grylls Quotes

Yorkshire weather can turn quickly. At one Auld Lang Syne race, it dropped to -16C. The frost turned everybody's hair grey. I couldn't take my shoes off, as my laces had frozen solid.

And I've shot in Prince Edward Island winters, I mean, I've shot in some intense, intense temperatures.

When I was at the South Pole, the coldest it got - and I didn't go outside - was minus 111. That was during the winter, so it's dark 24 hours a day, and for some of our jobs, we are required to go outside, even in weather like that.

It is so cold out there, my head nearly fell off.

Seeing that our thirst was increasing and the water was killing us, while the storm did not abate, we agreed to trust to God, Our Lord, and rather risk the perils of the sea than wait there for certain death from thirst.

The weather became so intensely cold that we sent for all the hunters who had remained out with captain Clarke's party, and they returned in the evening several of them frostbitten.

I shot a lingerie campaign in Munich once during the winter, and it was actually snowing. At one point, my body literally turned blue, and we had to stop for 20 minutes to get my temperature back to normal. I kept telling myself, 'Try not think about the cold,' but that's extremely hard when you feel like your toes are about to fall off.

They don't make coats for this kind of cold

Hunger can bring out the worst in us.

I have a very different fear if I'm all alone in the summit area of Mount Everest and if I know that there is nothing below me, no Sherpa, no tent, no rope.

But I was born in the real world, I'm from the streets.

The thriller protagonist is really just us in extremis. He or she is this individual who is placed under enormous pressure, has huge moral dilemmas and decisions to make.

It drove me crazy, Scotland. It was cold. It was abuse. It was snowing and everything. I was so cold that one day I faked an injury to go to the locker room.

You eat anything when you need energy to survive and there's nothing in your body, when you are becoming just bones and tissues and muscles and I don't wish those circumstances on anybody.

I'll get out of this city alive, even if it kills me!

A little slower, sweetheart. Cape Cod is freezing over.

Every live thing is a survivor on a kind of extended emergency bivouac.

It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were all these Minnesotans running around outdoors, happy as lambs in the spring.

The cold, increased by the tremendous speed, deprived them of the power of speech.

The only use for a knife during a shark attack is pure treachery: Stab your buddy, swim like hell, and hope the munchies take him.

In Los Angeles, they don't want you to fail, they want you to die.

Everything is on a reduced scale here in the Polar regions; we can't afford to be extravagant.

The cold, inconsiderate of persons, tingles your blood, benumbs your feet, freezes a man like an apple.

Desperation will allow you to do incredible things in the name of survival.