Valley Quotes
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“The path remained steady for a time before dwindling down to dusty silt. The sky opened above as trees fell away on either side. To their right, the land dipped down into a tiny, almost impossibly beautiful valley. A stream ran through its lowest point, its bank lined in pink lupine. Before that, tall, dark green grass sparkled with white flashes in the sunlight. Late season dandelions and breathy, tiny white flowers on slender stems were avoided by bees, while purple thistles and asters thronged with them.
"I could do with a little bit of a break," she said, looking longingly at the soft, moss-covered braes above the tinkling water.
The prince made a big show of cautiously surveying the scene. Aurora Rose hid a smile. Nothing seemed harmful. "All right," he finally said. "My face could definitely do with a wash. Feels all dusty."
They stepped down into the quiet valley that smelled like all of summer crushed into a single flower.”
― Once Upon a Dream
"I could do with a little bit of a break," she said, looking longingly at the soft, moss-covered braes above the tinkling water.
The prince made a big show of cautiously surveying the scene. Aurora Rose hid a smile. Nothing seemed harmful. "All right," he finally said. "My face could definitely do with a wash. Feels all dusty."
They stepped down into the quiet valley that smelled like all of summer crushed into a single flower.”
― Once Upon a Dream

“In the two days since Brac had discovered the fishing hole, he'd spent practically every waking moment with a rod in his hand.”
― Shooting Star
― Shooting Star

“Indeed, we came to make peace. But the mist came down upon us and when it rose, some trolls and dwarfs cried, “Ambush!� They fell to fighting and would not hear our commands. So troll fought troll, and dwarf fought dwarf, and fools made fools of all of us as we fought to stop a war, until the disgusted sky washed us away.
“‘And yet we say this. Here, in this cave at the end of the world, peace is made between dwarf and troll, and we will march beyond the hand of Death together. For the enemy is not Troll, nor it is Dwarf, but it is the baleful, the malign, the cowardly, the vessels of hatred, those who do a bad thing and call it good. Those we fought today, but the willful fool is eternal and will say—’�
“This is just a trick!� Ardent shouted.
“‘—say this is a trick,”� Bashfullsson continued, “‘and so we implore: come to the caves under this valley, where you will find us sharing the peace that cannot be braken.”
― Thud!
“‘And yet we say this. Here, in this cave at the end of the world, peace is made between dwarf and troll, and we will march beyond the hand of Death together. For the enemy is not Troll, nor it is Dwarf, but it is the baleful, the malign, the cowardly, the vessels of hatred, those who do a bad thing and call it good. Those we fought today, but the willful fool is eternal and will say—’�
“This is just a trick!� Ardent shouted.
“‘—say this is a trick,”� Bashfullsson continued, “‘and so we implore: come to the caves under this valley, where you will find us sharing the peace that cannot be braken.”
― Thud!

“Even if you are very happy in the valley, something inside you always desires to leave the valley and climb to the top!”
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“The people who are made larger by suffering go on to stage two small rebellions. First, they rebel against their ego ideal. .. down in the valley, they lose interest in their ego ideal”
― The Second Mountain: The Quest for a Moral Life
― The Second Mountain: The Quest for a Moral Life

“People in the valley have been broken open. They have been reminded that they are not just the parts of themselves that they put on display.”
― The Second Mountain: The Quest for a Moral Life
― The Second Mountain: The Quest for a Moral Life

“Does the man sitting in the valley and belittling the mountain don't know that the water in the valley comes from the mountain?”
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“In the silence of the ticking of the clock's minute hand, I found you. In the echoes of the reverberations of time, I found you. In the tender silence of the long summer night, I found you. In the fragrance of the rose petals, I found you. In the orange of the sunset, I found you. In the blue of the morning sky, I found you. In the echoes of the mountains, I found you. In the green of the valleys, I found you. In the chaos of this world, I found you. In the turbulence of the oceans, I found you. In the shrill cries of the grasshopper at night, I found you. In the gossamer sublimity of the silken cobweb, I found you.”
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“And thus the... valley became a garden again, and the inheritance, which had been lost by cruelty, was regained by love.”
― The King of the Golden River; or, The Black Brothers, a Legend of Stiria. Illustrated by Richard Doy
― The King of the Golden River; or, The Black Brothers, a Legend of Stiria. Illustrated by Richard Doy
“I believe it’s important that we are able hold excitement for the next peak when one mountain becomes a valley. This is the true art of sensuality.”
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“Going
Back and
Forth
Between
Here
And the valley
Of the dead
To seek
Hidden answers
To eternal
Questions”
― Vitality
Back and
Forth
Between
Here
And the valley
Of the dead
To seek
Hidden answers
To eternal
Questions”
― Vitality

“You can't prepare for the summits by wandering through the valleys! The only way to get to the top is to get away from the valleys!”
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“Everyone loves reaching the peak upon exiting the valley. However, some forget the valley is where they learned and grew the most, and the peak they have reached will soon become another valley.”
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“It was through being trapped in the Valley of Despair that I became the world’s foremost expert on High Altitude Observatory Diseases (HAOD).”
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“Whether in the valley of despair, the mountain peak of victory, or somewhere in-between, we are called to maintain a constant, stable connection to God Almighty.”
― Let's Be Honest: Living a Life of Radical, Biblical Integrity
― Let's Be Honest: Living a Life of Radical, Biblical Integrity

“I was enchanted as soon as I stepped off the train. As were the hundreds of others who got off the train with me who were now in the process of climbing into buggies and wagons, en route to the dozens of resorts, enclaves, and tent campgrounds in the area, where they would soak up the sun, get drunk on Cabernet, swim and picnic in the druidy redwood groves while reciting Shakespeare.
I climbed into a wagon and was driven off by a Mr. Lars Magnusson to view the old Olson farm. We traveled a mile or so into the hills, past oak glens, brooks, and pools of water, past manzanitas, madrones, and trees dripping with Spanish moss. Sonoma Mountain was to the west; its shadow cast everything in a soft purple light. When we finally reached the farm and I saw the luscious valley spread out in front of me, I knew this was it. Greengage. It would be a home for me and Martha at first, but I hoped it would soon be something more. A tribute to my mother and her ideals; a community in which she would have flourished, where she would have lived a good long life.
Greengage.The burbling creek that ran smack down the middle of the property. The prune, apple, and almond orchards: the fields of wheat, potatoes, and melons. The pastures for cows and sheep. The chicken house and pigsty. The gentle, sloping hills, mounds that looked like God's knuckles, where I would one day plant a vineyard.”
― Valley of the Moon
I climbed into a wagon and was driven off by a Mr. Lars Magnusson to view the old Olson farm. We traveled a mile or so into the hills, past oak glens, brooks, and pools of water, past manzanitas, madrones, and trees dripping with Spanish moss. Sonoma Mountain was to the west; its shadow cast everything in a soft purple light. When we finally reached the farm and I saw the luscious valley spread out in front of me, I knew this was it. Greengage. It would be a home for me and Martha at first, but I hoped it would soon be something more. A tribute to my mother and her ideals; a community in which she would have flourished, where she would have lived a good long life.
Greengage.The burbling creek that ran smack down the middle of the property. The prune, apple, and almond orchards: the fields of wheat, potatoes, and melons. The pastures for cows and sheep. The chicken house and pigsty. The gentle, sloping hills, mounds that looked like God's knuckles, where I would one day plant a vineyard.”
― Valley of the Moon
“Relationships, like an exquisite garden do not thrive on granite. Find the valley where the bright foliage permeates the landscape; this is where you plant the flowers.”
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“Faith a golden ticket to the mountaintop. If you are tired of being in the valley, embrace a life of faith.”
― The Essence of Faith: Daily Inspirational Quotes
― The Essence of Faith: Daily Inspirational Quotes

“Indeed, we came to make peace. But the mist came down upon us and when it rose, some trolls and dwarfs cried, “Ambush!� They fell to fighting and would not hear our commands. So troll fought troll, and dwarf fought dwarf, and fools made fools of all of us as we fought to stop a war, until the disgusted sky washed us away.
“‘And yet we say this. Here, in this cave at the end of the world, peace is made between dwarf and troll, and we will march beyond the hand of Death together. For the enemy is not Troll, nor it is Dwarf, but it is the baleful, the malign, the cowardly, the vessels of hatred, those who do a bad thing and call it
good. Those we fought today, but the willful fool is eternal and will say—’�
“This is just a trick!� Ardent shouted.
“‘—say this is a trick,”� Bashfullsson continued, “‘and so we implore: come to the caves under this valley, where you will find us sharing the peace that
cannot be braken.”
― Thud!
“‘And yet we say this. Here, in this cave at the end of the world, peace is made between dwarf and troll, and we will march beyond the hand of Death together. For the enemy is not Troll, nor it is Dwarf, but it is the baleful, the malign, the cowardly, the vessels of hatred, those who do a bad thing and call it
good. Those we fought today, but the willful fool is eternal and will say—’�
“This is just a trick!� Ardent shouted.
“‘—say this is a trick,”� Bashfullsson continued, “‘and so we implore: come to the caves under this valley, where you will find us sharing the peace that
cannot be braken.”
― Thud!

“A valley provides us a place to walk, while a mountain provides us a place to climb. And if a walk never leads to a climb, it might have been better not to have walked in the first place.”
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“This valley,� explained the man with a voice like honey. ‘From the village to this manor, from the moorland to the sea. Where do you think you are?� As he talked, his gaze wandered around the landscape, and the expression in his face was almost that of a lover looking at his bride.”
― The First Tale of the Tinners' Rabbits
― The First Tale of the Tinners' Rabbits

“God will hear your cry even when your voice cannot shout out loud. He will see your tears even when you can no longer shed any. He has access to that which seems hidden and the power to fix that which is broken. He can move you from the valley to the top of the mountain. He is God, nothing is impossible for Him.”
― Daily Quotes about God: 365 Days of Heavenly Inspiration
― Daily Quotes about God: 365 Days of Heavenly Inspiration

“In every corner of the Earth, there is a sign of Heaven. Every mountain, every valley, and every ocean has God written all over it. Hence, it is hard to deny that He is alive and still feels alive on the inside.”
― Daily Quotes about God: 365 Days of Heavenly Inspiration
― Daily Quotes about God: 365 Days of Heavenly Inspiration

“In every corner of the Earth, there is a sign of Heaven. Every mountain, every valley, and every ocean has God written all over.”
― Daily Quotes about God: 365 Days of Heavenly Inspiration
― Daily Quotes about God: 365 Days of Heavenly Inspiration

“Each stone, each plant participates in the chorus, giving each sound a new choice, a new path.”
― Mountain poems: Musings on stone, forest, and snow
― Mountain poems: Musings on stone, forest, and snow

“From the eye of love flows a thousand rivers of light and there grows the flowers in the valleys. This is how gardens grow in the lands of grief.”
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“You have been travelling that road, all alone, that trail of dark and light, through curves unknown, through mountains and valleys, only to find: you are the trailrunner and you are the trail; you are the storyteller and you are the story.”
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“Sometimes, we gaze outward only to gaze inward.
The more we absorb the beauty of the earth, the more we find the beauty inside, for we break the quiet storm raging within.
Everything grey, now turns into gold, for the valley grows flowers in the light, as we sense our fullness inside, the whole self untouched by the storm.
Through the windows of the soul, enters the sun.”
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The more we absorb the beauty of the earth, the more we find the beauty inside, for we break the quiet storm raging within.
Everything grey, now turns into gold, for the valley grows flowers in the light, as we sense our fullness inside, the whole self untouched by the storm.
Through the windows of the soul, enters the sun.”
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