How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!
My father considered a walk among the mountains as the equivalent of churchgoing.
The mountain remains unmoved at seeming defeat by the mist.
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
The mountains are calling and I must go.
Great things are done when men and mountains meet.
Mountains are earth's undecaying monuments.
Where there is the necessary technical skill to move mountains, there is no need for the faith that moves mountains.
What would be ugly in a garden constitutes beauty in a mountain.
I learn something every time I go into the mountains.