Quotes About Hills

Forse è la vita chiusa che facciamo qui, e la noia in cui ci imbattiamo quando cerchiamo di variarla. Queste abitudini, questi giorni come vestiti vecchi. Ieri un giorno di luce brillante, di brillantezza acustica: il tintinnio di ruote di treni lontani sui binari risuonava netto. Dolori da sinusite. Ho portato Ben in macchina sulla collina a vedere il tramonto, il buio terso, le colline, le luci lontane, le nuvole tinte, il cielo color lavanda e limone.

May the Irish hills caress you, may her lakes and rivers bless you, may the luck of the Irish enfold you, may the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you."

She stood for a moment looking out at a slowly moving view of the hills, watching heather slide past underneath the door, feeling the wind blow her wispy hair, and listening to the rumble and grind of the big black stones as the castle moved.

Though he did not seem to want to leave the hills, he was known to amuse himself by collecting young girls and sucking the souls from them.

Interestingly, when they are on our side, we usually refer to them as guerrillas or partisans or freedom fighters. When they, the men in the hills, oppose a government we support, we call them insurgents.

Because smoke rolled out of the hollows in the wooded hills and the ferns were burnt brown by time. There was a sternness of judgment in the barrens, shades of flamed earth under darkish skies, and in the boulders sea-strewn at the edge of the pine woods, an old stony temper, a rigor of oath-taking and obduracy.

There was so much time that marvelous summer. Day after day, mist rose from the meadow as the sky lightened and hedges, barns and woods took shape until, at last, the long curving back of the hills lifted away from the Plain. It was a sort of stage-magic.

As you travel around Slovenia, Think of the tales the hills could tell you. Share the awe of natural wonder; Tread the trails, but as you wander Honor the age-old endeavors to be Literate, informed, democratic and free.

Appalachia was Appalachia, regardless of boundaries someone had set an eternity ago. A land of breathtaking beauty, of steep hills and rolling mountains

Speeding along in that bus was like hurtling into the abyss. By the time we had left the swamps and reached those rolling hills near Baton Rouge, I was getting afraid that some rural rednecks might toss bombs at the bus. They love to attack vehicles, which are a symbol of progress, I guess.

it also meant mornings of glory such as this one, in which the snow, white almost to blueness, lay like a soft comforter over the hills, and birches and pines indestructibly held their ground, rigid lines against the snow and sky, very thin and very strong like Vermonters.

He lived in the ancient house where he was born, at the bottom of a vallon in the hills, three hundred meters from Massacan, surrounded by a pine wood, the silence of solitude, the odor of resin, and the perfume of rosemary.

In the solitary farmhouse of the hills there was a great joy in life, much tenderness, and much hope.

Tears rose to her eyes. It was the water of the hills, which could have saved her father, and instead wasted its richness in the sterile rocks and the subterranean night...

I am trying to prove to you the honour of your houses and your hills; not that the Church is not sacred -- but that the whole Earth is.

Evening of a hot day started the little wind to moving among the leaves. The shade climbed up the hills toward the top. On the sand banks the rabbits sat as quietly as little gray, sculptured stones.

THE SPRING IS BEAUTIFUL in California. Valleys in which the fruit blossoms are fragrant pink and white waters in a shallow sea. Then the first tendrils of the grapes, swelling from the old gnarled vines, cascade down to cover the trunks. The full green hills are round and soft as breasts. And on the level vegetable lands are the mile-long rows of pale green lettuce and the spindly little cauliflowers, the gray-green unearthly artichoke plants.

SOMETIMES, BUT NOT OFTEN, a rain comes to the Salinas Valley in November. It is so rare that the Journal or the Index or both carry editorials about it. The hills turn to a soft green overnight and the air smells good. Rain at this time is not particularly good in an agricultural sense unless it is going to continue, and this is extremely unusual. More commonly, the dryness comes back and the fuzz of grass withers or a little frost

I'm pretty outdoorsy. My family used to live in the hills in the middle of nowhere pretty much. We literally used to have bow and arrows and air rifles and were throwing knives.

Here was the freedom I desired, long sought-for, not yet known Freedom to write, to walk, to wander, freedom to climb hills, to pull a boat, to be alone.

I have walked that long road to freedom. I have tried not to falter; I have made missteps along the way. But I have discovered the secret that after climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb. I have taken a moment

Travel in Italy has always been difficult because of the hills and mountains. The Romans of ancient Italy were great engineers, and about 2,000 years ago they laid out a system of roads across the country to improve transport. Some of their routes are still in use today.

Rome was built on seven hills in the wide plain of the Tiber River, about 16 miles from the sea. It was the center of the ancient Roman Empire, and many magnificent Roman remains survive today, including the Forum, the Colosseum and the Catacombs. The city is the seat of the Italian government and a major industrial center. Rome's long history has earned it the name "The Eternal City.

The vacation month On August 15, the Feast of the Assumption of the Virgin, known as Ferragosto , is a signal for working life to come to a standstill. Families head for the beaches or go walking in the hills. Vacation villas such as this one, in the Italian Alps, are popular with Italians and tourists alike, for skiing or sightseeing vacations.