The mountains are calling and I must go.
I have a fine lot of telescopes. I have one with which I can see the Mountains in the Moon.
I was pleasantly disappointed on entering Bohemia. Instead of a dull, uninteresting country, as I expected, it is a land full of the most lovely scenery. There is every thing which can gratify the eye – high blue mountains, valleys of the sweetest pastoral look and romantic old ruins.
I’m an avid mountain biker – complete bike nut is probably more accurate. I’ve even bought a house in the Santa Monica Mountains.
Mountains terrify me – they just sit about; they are so proud.
I’m often stunned when I come up over Mulholland, and I’m looking down at the Valley, and I can see for thirty miles; I can see the mountains, or all the way to the ocean.
I summited four mountains – Kangchenjunga, Makalu, Broad Peak and Gasherbrum I – in one push. I didn’t camp anywhere. Just went boom, summit, brother.
If you look at the Earth without architecture, it’s sometimes a little bit unpleasant. So there is this basic human need to do shelter in the broadest sense of the word, whether it’s a movie theater or a simple log cabin in the mountains. This is the core of architecture: To provide a space for human beings.
When I’m traveling, I like extremes. It’s nice for me to go to Canada in the mountains where it’s snowing or to Cambodia where it’s stifling.
My grandfather was a very mystical guy who travelled from Argentina to Chile, across the mountains with a donkey, carrying the Torah.
I have the tools to climb the mountain so I don’t mind climbing mountains. I have climbed mountains since I was growing up in east London in Plaistow. I’m not scared of climbing mountains. When you get to the top, the view’s great. That’s what it’s all about.
I really like Los Angeles. I like the weather, the openness of it, the beach, the mountains, the desert. I find it inspiring. I get quite a lot of writing done out there.
Actually, I’d really love to do something in Bali, up in the mountains. A little restaurant with that scenery would be beautiful.
There are cities that get by on their good looks, offer climate and scenery, views of mountains or oceans, rockbound or with palm trees. And there are cities like Detroit that have to work for a living.
The way Everest is guided is very different from the way other mountains are guided, and it flies in the face of values I hold dear: self-reliance, taking responsibility for what you do, making your own decisions, trusting your judgment – the kind of judgment that comes only through paying your dues, through experience.
William Blake said 200 years ago that when man and mountains meet, something big is happening. I’m searching for the ‘big.’
I believe that of all the things I have done, exciting though many of them have been, there’s no doubt in my mind that the most worthwhile have been the establishing of schools and hospitals, and the rebuilding of monasteries in the mountains.
Haiti itself was also photographed, some of the streets, some of the mountains, rivers, streams, etc. were photographed before talking with me about how I felt about Haiti. Then the camera went to our voodoo temple and saw a serious ceremony, a real ceremony.
More than anything there is the sense of scale: you can fly for hours and hours of Alaska and you look down and all you’ll see is forests, lakes and snow-capped mountains, with no sign whatsoever of human beings.
Things that work in New York or New Delhi do not work in the mountains. We have to find our own solutions for our problems.
I think that gravity sets into everything, including careers, but pendulums do swing and mountains do become valleys after a while… if you keep on walking.
I love the solitude of the mountains. I write, take pictures and get inspired by the colors of nature.
I think being a good dad is on the list of things to do. But, I will always ski, climb, surf, and be out in the mountains and oceans. It’s who I am. My goal is to just keep doing it all and enjoying it.
From the bitter cold winter at Valley Forge, to the mountains of Afghanistan and the deserts of Iraq, our soldiers have courageously answered when called, gone where ordered, and defended our nation with honor.
The Dolomites are the most beautiful rock mountains in the world, but in a few million years they will just be desert.
I’m here in the mountains, in the foothills of the Catskills.
My district is centered around the progressive college town of Boulder, Colorado, and the high-tech U.S. 36 corridor. It goes from the well-established suburbs of northwest Denver in Adams County to the beautiful mountain towns of Vail and Breckenridge and the majestic Western Slope of the Rocky Mountains.
Las vegas shouldn’t exist. The incongruity hits you from the moment you first glimpse it from the airplane. First mountains, then desert, then neat squares of identical houses that look as if they were plucked straight from Monopoly.
The Gerald R. Ford Amphitheater in Vail is unlike any other performance venue in the world, set with mountains and trees as a backdrop.
I drove from Addis Ababa to Aksum, where they have the Ark of the Covenant, to the Semien Mountains in the Highlands. I love how the country has a distinct identity and historical borders that werent randomly carved up by explorers.
I love old industrial imagery and smokestacks belching pollution, maybe because Iceland doesn’t have any industry, just mountains and beautiful nature.
I did not wish to take a cabin passage, but rather to go before the mast and on the deck of the world, for there I could best see the moonlight amid the mountains. I do not wish to go below now.
If you live in the mountains, you long for the trees and the lakes.
We are spoilt for beauty in Edinburgh, it’s so close to the sea and the mountains.
As I got older, I had more experience with borders. Some literal – living in the dramatically blue misty mountains on the line between North Carolina and Tennessee, and living in California – home to expats, transplants, and refugees from both sides of innumerable borders.
I grew up in Alaska, okay? My dad graduated high school and went straight to the mountains. He had $300 and staked a claim. He didn’t even have enough to put a title on the land: just had the records that he bought before he moved.
The entire Party, the whole army, and all the people should conduct a vigorous forest restoration campaign to make the mountains of the country thick with forests.
A young woman hiking alone in the mountains sounds dangerous. In the pre-cell phone era maybe it was, but I’ll stop short of calling it foolish.
As the contest proceeded, public interest increased and the entire country watched to see which company would win the big government subsidies through the mountains.
If people want to go do some big outdoor thing for their ego, have them climb snowy mountains rather than shoot animals.
I think probably one of the important things that happened to me was growing up in Idaho in the mountains, in the woods, and having a very strong presence of the wilderness around me. That never felt like emptiness. It always felt like presence.
When you go to the mountains, you really have to accept that there is always a risk. It’s more dangerous than sitting at home watching TV. It’s really sad.
When I was super young, we were hiking to the top of the 14,000-foot peaks in Colorado. You know, when I was in my early teens, we went to Bolivia and climbed to the tops of the highest mountains in the Alps. You know, those experiences were so exciting that when I came back to school, I was actually quite bored.
No, but there are people I grew up with from the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains that would give any person on ‘Justified’ a run for their money in the scary department.
When you’re on a highway, viewing the western U.S. with the mountains and the flatness and the desert and all that, it’s very much like my paintings.
All the fascination of King Solomon’s Mines seems to be behind those great mountains and this I may add is a bit of advance work for mother, an entering wedge to my disappearing from sight for years and years in the Congo.
There was a windstorm in L.A., and the morning after there was no smog, and I could see the mountains. And I was like… ‘There’s mountains? Snowcap mountains?’ That’s insane; I’ve been there for thirteen years, and I’ve never seen that view before, seeing the mountains in the distance.
Although mountains may guide migrations, the plains are the regions where people dwell in greatest numbers.
I can’t tell people to love mountains. They have to find their own way.
What I mean by that is that the point of life, as I see it, is not to write books or scale mountains or sail oceans, but to achieve happiness, and preferably an unselfish happiness.
What I like about climbing that it’s so broad. For certain periods I can focus on sport climbing and then I can shift my focus more on the bouldering or I can shift my focus on climbing in the mountains.
Anything can happen at anytime on the mountains.
I find Los Angeles to be a place of great physical beauty, in which you have the oceans and the mountains, and there’s a vertical sense and a desert light that you can see forever.
