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“To get over a mountain, you have to climb it.”
― Jonathan Tesch

“We can only climb the mountains because there’s a valley that makes the mountain a mountain.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“There is always a great price to pay for irresponsibility.”
― Sunday Adelaja, The Mountain of Ignorance

“When people refuse to pay the price of personal responsibility for the problems of the nation, these same people end up paying the high price of irresponsibility, which is often in tragedy and sorrow.”
― Sunday Adelaja

“With God, a mountain before me is soon to be a memory behind me.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Should humans conquer the mountain or should they wish for the mountain to possess them?”
― Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss

“The best friends of the highest mountains are only the clouds and the adventurer mountaineers!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Looking out of a tent door into a world of snow and vanishing hopes. ~George Mallory”
― Conrad Anker, The Lost Explorer: Finding Mallory on Mt. Everest

“To wish a life without stairs, without hills and mountains is to wish a dim life without the joy of rising with our own efforts!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Where the mountain crosses.
On top of the mountain, I do not myself know where.
I wandered where my mind and my heart seemed to be lost.
I wandered away.”
― Jane Bierhorst, In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations

“My Everest is not your Everest. Your Everest is not mine. We all have an Everest. Each of us. Sometimes the peak is literally Mount Everest but most times it lies deep within us, figuratively occupying a mountainous inner space. It calls us to rise up, to do what we formerly labeled as impossible, and to be who we deeply and desperately want to be. I know that I have found an Everest when my soul furiously pokes me repeatedly until I listen. Heeding this call to passionate adventure of any sort initiates a journey of intense immense proportion that changes every molecule of my being.”
― TA Loeffler

“I crawled over the mountain of death, Watching the corpses roll down like the stones. Searching for the light which everyone always spoke of. I fought the wolves and also the death, and knocked the door, which already had a thousand handprints, soaked with blood. The door opened finally and I saw the light, which hit me in the heart and pushed me down the steep. I fell into the never ending pit, watching others crawl up the mountain in the search of light.”
― Akshay Vasu

“Whatever you want is behind the mountain of struggles. Nothing great comes with ease.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Leaders' Frontpage: Leadership Insights from 21 Martin Luther King Jr. Thoughts

“When there is no personal responsibility in any society, there cannot be a responsible government.”
― Sunday Adelaja, The Mountain of Ignorance

“God does not have any business with irresponsible people.”
― Sunday Adelaja, The Mountain of Ignorance

“The farthest mountain is the one you think you can never reach and it may even be just by the side of you!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Something inside me stops the moment I see a mighty mountain.”
― Jasleen Kaur Gumber

“If we continually walk with God, if He lives in us and we in Him, then every mountain according to the Word of God will melt before us”
― Sunday Adelaja

“Me being an ant, at her mountain, I would have tried my best for my voice to reach her peak. But our timing was off, and she hid her pain as stars in clouds. If I had the chance, I would have saved her from all the truths and lies.”
― Anthony Liccione

“Writing a story or a novel is one way of discovering sequence in experience, of stumbling upon cause and effect in the happenings of a writer's own life. This has been the case with me. Connections slowly emerge. Like distant landmarks you are approaching, cause and effect begin to align themselves, draw closer together. Experiences too indefinite of outline in themselves to be recognized for themselves connect and are identified as a larger shape. And suddenly a light is thrown back, as when your train makes a curve, showing that there has been a mountain of meaning rising behind you on the way you've come, is rising there still, proven now through retrospect. Writing fiction has developed in me an abiding respect for the unknown in a human lifetime and a sense of where to look for the threads, how to follow, how to connect, find in the thick of the tangle what clear line persists. The strands are all there: to the memory nothing is ever lost.”
― Eudora Welty, On Writing

“I was meeting a mountain. I meant to kiss her in secret. I meant to wed her under the midnight dark. The prettiest mountain you ever saw, sparkling with snow in all the right places, rich with granite and tourmaline and silver, sturdy and sensible and weathered by experience of eons. When she saw me, my mountain's pine trees bristled and the wind in her heights whistled my name. When I saw her, I felt rivers break through the rock of my heart and carve me into a new shape.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Soared Over Fairyland and Cut the Moon in Two

“To ascend the mountain, we must descend to our knees.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Often when we are on the path to success we come across obstacles that seem to be like mountains”
― Sunday Adelaja

“It is not the obstacles that is the mountain ;but it is our lack of knowledge of how to deal with the obstacles and how to overcome it”
― Sunday Adelaja

“The only obstacle is the absence of the knowledge in our minds of the wisdom of God that is able to move any mountain”
― Sunday Adelaja

“I had faith in the mountains. Where they would take me to, I barely knew but I knew that the steps made weren't backward, but forward. I didn't climb mountains; I befriended them.”
― Kevin Keenoo

“There is no mountain on earth which is greater than the mountain of human madness!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“That summer lying in the long grass with my head propped up against the back of a saddle, with the zenith above me and the drop of distance below, I listened to the mountain silence until I could hear as far into it as the faintest clink of a cowbell. In the mountains, what might be out of sight had never really gone away. Like the mountain, that distant bell would always be there. It would keep reminding.”
― Eudora Welty, On Writing

“It took the mountain top, it seems to me now, to give me the sensation of independence. It was as if I'd discovered something I'd never tasted before in my short life. Or rediscovered it - for I associated it with the taste of water that came out of the well, accompanied with the ring of that long metal sleeve against the sides of the living mountain, as from deep down it was wound up to view brimming and streaming long drops behind it like bright stars on a ribbon. It thrilled me to drink from the common dipper. The coldness, the far, unseen, unheard springs of what was in my mouth now, the iron smell, all said mountain mountain mountain as I swallowed. Every swallow was making me a part of being here, sealing me in place, with my bare feet planted on the mountain and sprinkled with my rapturous spills. What I felt I'd come here to do was something on my own.”
― Eudora Welty, On Writing

“It seems likely to me now that the very element in my character that took possession of me there on top of that mountain, the fierce independence that was suddenly mine, to remain inside me no matter how it scared me when I tumbled, was an inheritance. Indeed it was my chief inheritance from my mother, who was braver. Yet, while she knew that independent spirit so well, it was what she agonizingly tried to protect me from, in effort to warn me against. It was what she shared, it made the strongest bond between us and the strongest tension. To grow up is to fight for it, to grow old is to lose it after having possessed it.”
― Eudora Welty, On Writing