A deep freeze of frozen rivers and snow clad peaks reminds us how insignificant we are, frail and impermanent.
You can’t help but to feel small in this endless landscape of rolling grasses, rugged mountains, and infinite sky.
“Adieu to disappointment and spleen. What are men to rocks and mountains?”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.”
― W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire
“The mountains were his masters. They rimmed in life. They were the cup of reality, beyond growth, beyond struggle and death. They were his absolute unity in the midst of eternal change.”
― Thomas Wolfe, Look Homeward, Angel
“I have found a dream of beauty at which one might look all one’s life and sigh.”
― Isabella L. Bird, Adventures in the Rocky Mountains
“You don’t need to climb a mountain to know that it’s high.”
― Paulo Coelho, Aleph
“The secret of the mountain is that the mountains simply exist.”
― Peter Matthiessen, The Snow Leopard
“Because it’s there.”
― George Mallory
“Kid, you’ll move mountains.”
― Dr. Seuss, Oh, the Places You’ll Go!