Quotes About Mountain

place was half hidden in mist, so that if you had glanced up at the mountain you would probably not have noticed the building

Tears in the corners of my eyes—of pure emotion—joy—happiness … I feel totally unburdened. The load has been lifted off my back, off my mind. I have to do nothing more to prove myself. This is not for others but for me—and to me. Observation Mountain is a beautiful place. A beautiful rare mood. A few precious moments of ecstasy somehow not meant for—or translate-able into—words. Language fails where the tears begin.

At every step the prospect ahead grew more enchanting with added detail of crenellated crags and lichen-patterned stone. Now a mountain laurel glossy above the dogwood's dusty silver leaves, now a dark slit between two rocks where maidenhair fern trembled like green lace.

That night the mountain mist came rolling down from the pine forest and lingered far into the morning.

The nearest equivalents to Celtic sheep are Welsh Black Mountain and Soay sheep.

She would see the sun set behind the mountain and listen for the whip-poor-wills after dark. And she would be right where she needed to be. Perhaps she was home.

S]he loved more the wild wood-walks, that skirted the mountain; and still more the mountain's stupendous recesses, where the silence and grandeur of solitude impressed a sacred awe upon her heart

They went in a spirit of scientific enquiry, but they could not quite manage to be open-minded; for once on the mountain, strange fears began to assail them. Behind their bravely rational and humanist front, they were still men of the Middle Ages, and their climb became a metaphor for the struggle of Renaissance Europe to get past old ghosts.

Without love, I'm more at ease, I'm sure. The sky is high, the mountain wind is sweeping, And all my thoughts are innocent and pure.

I will quietly in the churchyard Sleep on wooden boards in the sun, On the Sunday as guest to mother You will come, my dear one -- Through the river over the mountain Can't catch up to grown ones From afar, the sharp-eyed fellow, This my cross you'll recognize. I know, dear one, very little Can you now recall of me: Did not scold you, did not fawn you, Did not hold the cup to thee.

Time as hunger. Time passing and gazing. Time as perseverance. Mountain time. Time as paper folded to look like a mountain. Time compared to the wild fantastic silence of stars.

Have faith in God," Jesus answered. "I tell you the truth, if anyone says to this mountain, 'Go, throw yourself into the sea,' and does not doubt in his heart but believes that what he says will happen, it will be done for him." MARK 11:22 – 23

Vail Resorts School of Shred program is a great way to help encourage kids to stay active by getting them outside and on the mountain.

I knew that I'd be able to climb the mountain, but in such a short period? I didn't think so. I mean, 'SmackDown Live' is the land of opportunity, and I'm a living proof of that.

Teiresias: Yes well, what is it they say, you're as young as you feel? Kadmos: We must get to the mountain. Should we call a cab? Teiresias: That doesn't sound very Dionysian. Kadmos: Good point. Let's walk.

Across the river there was a low red and gold grove of sassafras with hills of dark blue trees behind it and an occasional pine jutting over the skyline. Behind, in the distance, the city rose like a cluster of warts on the side of the mountain. The birds revolved downward and dropped lightly in the top of the highest pine and sat hunch-shouldered as if they were supporting the sky.

To a person sitting quietly at home, Rocky Mountain traveling, like Rocky Mountain scenery, must seem very monotonous; but not so to me, to whom the pure, dry mountain air is the elixir of life.

The only very rugged part of the route is in crossing the Big Horn mountain, which is about 30 miles wide.

When I was 16, we moved to live in Stratford-Upon-Avon. That was the year of Paul Scofield's 'Lear.' I think he is still widely perceived as the only actor who has got his flag at the top of the mountain.

I grew up on a mountain in Tennessee, and my brothers and I love to go to The Mountain Opry when we are home. There is alway an abundance of laughter and joy, and anyone can get up on stage and dance and sing. My family also goes to a candlelight service at church on Christmas Eve. It's such a wonderful way to spend the night before Christmas.

Along with rising and falling water, winter is the province of wind. When the sea-breath and mountain-roar bend the hemlocks of these hills, the birds hang on as best they can.

Sometimes I think the city is naturally conducive to coincidences in the same way that Plains states like Nebraska and Oklahoma are conducive to twisters, in the same way that mountain lakes are conducive to lightning.

"Keep clear of the dupes that talk democracyAnd the dogs that talk revolution,Drunk with talk, liars and believers.I believe in my tusks.Long live freedom and damn the ideologies,"Said the gamey black-maned wild boarTusking the turf on Mal Paso Mountain.

What the hell was that?" "Puma," he said. "Mountain lion." "I knew that was a lion." She stopped suddenly. "You didn't hurt him, did you?" "Marcie, he wanted to eat you! Are you worried about his soul or something?" "I just wanted him to go away," she said. "I didn't want him to go dead." -Marcie and Ian