Quotes About Climbing

I feel like I'm climbing as well, if not better, than ever.

When you're climbing something as challenging as Meru, it's all about efficiency. Even a decision as small as what to eat for dinner would expend energy you need for making other, more dramatic decisions.

Through climbing, I've learned to find goals and work toward them. That's just the way I love to live.

There have been some wonderful climbing films, but for the most part, they are reenactments.

I was born into a climbing family.

I don't think kids climbing up the leg of someone is a big deal.

I never expected to make a living from climbing, but it got to the point where I either had to get a job or start trying to make some real money from it. I didn't want to be 45 and a dirtbag.

Annapurna was a special situation. It was a lifetime dream to finish that route. When I started climbing the South Face, I really expected not to come back alive.

The kind of climbing I like is fast and as free as possible of gadgetry.

I've never tried to be the leader. All I focus on is climbing.

When I was climbing, I built up a close relationship with the Sherpa people.

In some ways, climbing in the clouds is comforting. You can no longer see how high off the ground you are.

I don't like being restricted. When I climb, I feel free and unrestricted; away from any social commitments.

I've tried to approach environmentalism the same way I do my climbing: by setting small, concrete goals that build on each other.

The art of climbing is the art of survival. The best climber is the man or woman going in the most crazy places but surviving.

Anything called the Teflon Corner is not sweet for free-soloing.

I am at a climbing area called the Wendenstock in Switzerland. This area has some of the best quality multi-pitch climbing I have seen on limestone. There is about a two-hour approach on one of the steepest grass slopes I have ever seen. The setting is amazing.

Spiderman can climb walls and he's got a cool outfit.

Higher and higher we climbed, crawling at a snail's pace until we came to the little settlement called Truckee, looking like something from a Christmas card scene.

The negotiations were simultaneously cerebral and physical, abstract and personal, something like a combination of chess and mountain climbing.

Fifteen minutes," she said, climbing out. "At least. I gotta park my truck somewhere else. And walk all the way back. And sneak all the way in. Secret rendezvous, you know…they take time.

Whoa, said Nico as he climbed off the bus. Is that a climbing wall? Yeah, I (Percy) said. Why is there lava pouring down it? Little extra challenge... - Percy

I kept climbing--past another telkhine, who was so startled he dropped his Lil' Demons lunch box. I left him alive--partly because his lunch box was cool, partly so he could raise the alarm and hopefully get his friends to follow me rather than head toward the engine room.

As Annabeth hung in the air, descending hand over hand with the ladder swinging wildly, she thanked Chiron for all those years of training on the climbing course at Camp Half-Blood. She'd complained loudly and often that rope climbing would never help her defeat a monster. Chiron had just smiled, like he knew this day would come.