Quotes About Climbing

It wasn't a gun wound. I just fell. (Zarek) No offense, but you'd have to fall of Mount Everest to have those kinds of wounds. (Astrid) Yeah, maybe next time I'll remember to take my climbing gear with me. (Zarek)

Noté como la locura intentaba apoderarse de mi pensamiento. Y me sentí como un escalador que de repente pierde el equilibrio y se tambalea, sabiendo que un resbalón se convertirá en una caída y que si no logra aferrarse a algo se desplomará hacia la inconsciencia.

With me, it had always been easier to fall. Now my sister...well she was the climber. She could climb a mountain while I could fall from 10 feet with my eyes closed. We were so much alike sometimes I swore I could read her mind, she was after all my twin.

Okay, I guess you can come in." "Um, Hannah, you have to, you know, open the front door so I can actually come in." "I thought you were going to - you're standing under my window. Aren't you supposed to climb up here or something?" "My ladder's at home. Also, you call throwing rocks at your window clichéd?

We should be dreamy about aspirations but not about the behaviors that will get us there. Behaviors are grounded. Concrete. They are the handholds and footholds that get you up the rock face. Your path to the top is your own, and you choose your behaviors according to the particular rock you are climbing.

I had trouble focusing as a child and I still sort of do, but when you climb and you're going to die if you fall, you have 100 percent focus. That's a rarity in life and a gift to have something that brings you that clarity.

Climbing is definitely very much strength-to-weight ratio. At the same time, I've never dieted or restricted calories. You're just sort of mindful about not getting plump.

Climbing is my art; I get so much joy and gratification from it.

Climbing, as my grandmother said, it's a pretty frivolous thing. She always wondered when I was going to get a real job. But climbing is a real job for me now, and I enjoy it. It's a gift that I'm able to do it, share adventure and motivation with people.

A lot of my climbing and hiking gear is all wool because I can wear it for a week straight and it doesn't smell. And when you get hot and sweaty in a cold temperature, it stays warm.

No matter how many or how few people you have reporting to you, you must remember that as you climb higher in the ranks, your words will be taken as commands even if you're just thinking out loud.

I think climbing deserves to be an Olympic sport, as it is one of the few natural movements - like swimming or running, things that people have been doing for a thousand years.

I have always let my motivation guide me, and that has served me well. Climbing has taught me how to thrive and created a life that I feel incredibly lucky to have.

An example from the monkey: The higher it climbs, the more you see of its behind.

Each time you decide to grow again, you realize you're starting at the bottom of another ladder.

And while to this day I cannot really tell you what took place on The Mountain of Manyone Paths, I understand still that in spite of so many climbing figures on so many paths, I was alone up there. Far worse than the petrified shadows and the falling notes, the multiplications upon multiplication of my own solitude brought me rapidly to the edge of despair, which is where, quite sensibly really, I finally found The Man With No Arms.

It seems to me that life to him is a load; — which he does not object to carry, but which he knows must be carried with a great struggle." "I suppose it ought to be so with everyone." "Yes," she said, "but the higher you put your foot on the ladder the more constant should be your thought that your stepping requires care. I fear that I am climbing too high

We had three more attics, but one of them was full of old lumber and bricks left over from the various additions that had been built onto the house, and one of them was full of bats, and the last could only be reached by climbing through a trapdoor in the ceiling of the next-to-the-last attic and even if I could get past the bats and through the lumber and bricks I did not think I could keep taking the baby up and down through a trapdoor.

Always she thought of him as climbing some mountain in his mind, like that great one to the west on which his eyes would dwell so often and from which he seemed to derive something that was even more than strength.

Raging inwardly I go on climbing, dragging my brute after me, punctuating my 'Khaidas' --come on-- with every curse I have ever known, in every language. Not yet being acquainted with Arabic, exceedingly helpful in such cases I am told, German-Swiss seems at the moment endowed with remarkable properties.

One killer exercise that's really great is pull-ups with your legs out level. That's my favourite. It's such functional core strength, and that's why I can climb up trees and down vines.

I loved climbing because of the freedom, and having time and space. I remember coming off Everest for the last time, thinking of Dad and wishing that he could have seen what I saw. He would have loved it.

Back in our day, if you wanted someone to go up the side of a building, he had to put a harness and a cable on and really climb the building! For what it was, it had a certain charm.

I've always hated the danger part of climbing, and it's great to come down again because it's safe.