A Greenlandic–Danish polar explorer and anthropologist, who has been called the "father of Eskimology" and was the first European to cross the Northwest Passage via dog sled.
Nature is great but man is greater still.
As he reaches the end of the expedition report in his book Across Arctic America, Knud Rasmussen takes with him his companions of adventure, Anarulunguaq and Miteq, to New York City. They both had lived their whole lives in a continent of ice and sea, knowing only a two dimensional world where the only concern was to hunt the next meal, on land or in water, leading a slow pace of life as nothing more has to be done after eating, the immense world around a white carpet or the iced covered ocean.
Then, there, surprise, amazement and even panic...
'I stood on the roof of a skyscraper looking out over the stony desert of New York. (...) Anarulunguaq stood beside me.
"Ah", sighed Anarulunguaq, "and we used to think nature was the greatest and most wonderful of all! Yet here we are among mountains and great gulfs and precipices, all made by the work of human hands (...) Nature is great; but are not men greater? Those tiny beings we can see down there far below, hurrying this way and that, they live among these stone walls; on a great plain of stones made with hands. Stone and stone and stone. There is no game to be seen anywhere, and yet they manage to live and find the daily food.
Have they then learned of the animals, since they can dig down under the earth like marmots, hang in the air like spiders, fly like the birds and dive under water like the fishes; seemingly masters of all we struggled against ourselves?
I see things more than my mind can grasp; and the only way to save oneself from madness is to suppose that we have all died suddenly before we knew, and that this is part of another life.
Nature is great; but man is greater still."
Dear Gary Patton,
I just stumbled across your post, What Knud Rasmussen Said.
I am a Canadian researcher/writer/historian who spent 50 years living in the Arctic (including 2 years in Qaanaaq in northern Greenland). I have been writing a lengthy series on the Fifth Thule Expedition in my column, Taissumani (which means long ago in Inuktitut), for Nunatsiasq News, a weekly paper published in Iqaluit, Nunavut and available online. This is my way of celebrating the centennial of the expedition (1921-24). My series has been going for over a year now, but will shortly end.
I was most interested in your thoughts on the quotation of Rasmussen’s, “Nature is great; but man is greater still,” which is his summation of what he quotes from Arnarulunnguaq, “Nature is great; but are not men greater?”
I interpret his meaning somewhat differently than you do, although for decades I subscribed to your interpretation, and only came to my present interpretation recently after much thought. Here is a paragraph from my summation (after quoting Arnarulunnguaq’s words):
“Rasmussen mused on Arnarulunnguaq’s words. The events of the expedition in Inuit territory, full of new experiences to a white man, had just been everyday life to the two Inughuit. Now it was their turn to wonder at the marvels of the white man’s world. “Their expedition was beginning,” wrote Rasmussen. And his thoughts returned to the Inuit, “to the people we had left, to the men and women who had spoken so simply and yet so powerfully of the greatest and the smallest things.” And he gave his interpretation of Arnarulunnguaq’s words, not that man had triumphed over nature, but that the indomitable spirit of the men and women of the Arctic had found ways to deal with “hunger and feasting, happiness and adversity, the daily round and the great moments of life,” as part of nature. “Here,” he wrote, “face to face with a chaos and confusion of marvels, Arnarulunnguaq found the very words for all it meant: Nature is great; but man is greater still.”
So, in my interpretation, man is great(er), not because he has mastered or tamed nature, but because he has learned to live in nature and face the adversity that nature supplies.
I just wanted to share this with you. Perhaps you are familiar with my book, “Minik, the New York Eskimo,” originally published as “Give Me My Father’s Body: The Life of Minik, the New York Eskimo.”