Climbs Quotes
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If you want to cut down a tree, it is no use to climb into its branches.
Vinoba Bhave
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For ivy climbs the crumbling hall To decorate decay.
Philip James Bailey
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the poet like an acrobat climbs on rime to a high wire of his own making.
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
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I feel there’s an existential angst among young people. I didn’t have that. They see enormous mountains, where I only saw one little hill to climb.
Sergey Brin
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Old sundial, you stand here for Time: For Love, the vine that round your base, Its tendrils twines, and dares to climb, And lay one flower-capped spray in grace, Without the asking on your cold, Unsmiling and unfrowning face.
Eleanor Farjeon
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The rates of taxation climb and the levels of capital decline, until the only remaining wealth beyond the reach of the regime is the very protein of human flesh, and that too is finally taxed, bound, and gagged, and brought to the colossal temple of the state - a final sacrifice of carnal revenue to feed the declining elite.
George Gilder
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Follow in the footsteps of your fathers' virtue! How could you hope to climb high unless your fathers' will climbs with you?
Friedrich Nietzsche
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When you've got a mountain to climb you may as well throw everything into the kitchen sink.
David Pleat
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You cannot stay on the summit forever; you have to come down again. So why bother in the first place? Just this: What is above knows what is below, but what is below does not know what is above. One climbs, one sees. One descends, one sees no longer, but one has seen. There is an art of conducting oneself in the lower regions by the memory of what one saw higher up. When one can no longer see, one can at least still know.
Rene Daumal
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A man climbs a mountain because it is there. An artist makes a work of art because it is not there.
Carl Andre
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Unlike landed white men, she didn't need to climb mountains to experience mystic panic. All she needed was to set her alarm dock for the next morning, wake when it rang, and go to class.
Sherman Alexie
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So we forgive each other?" The crooked smile climbs up one more time. "Again?" And I look right into his eyes, right into him as far as I can see, because I want him to hear me, I want him to hear me with everything I mean and feel and say. "Always," I say to him. "Every time.
Patrick Ness