Quotes About High passes

The Lady of Spring must love you dearly." "As a teamster loves his mule that carries his baggage," said Cazaril bitterly, "whipping it over the high passes.

when the words pour out of you just right, you understand that these sentences are all part of a river flowing out of your own distant, hidden ranges, and all words become the dissolving snow that feeds your mountain streams forever. The language locks itself in the icy slopes of our own high passes, and it is up to us, the writers, to melt the glaciers within us. When these glaciers break off, we get to call them novels, the changelings of our burning spirits, our life's work.