I ran home [from Cloud's Rest to Yosemite Valley] in the moonlight, with long, firm strides; for the sun-love made me strong. Down through the junipers down through the firs; now in jet-shadows, now in white light; over sandy moraines and bare, clanking rock; past the huge ghost of South Dome, rising weird through the firs past glorious Nevada past the groves of Illilouette through the pines of the valley; frost-crystals flashing all the sky beneath, as star-crystals on all the sky above. All of this mountain-bread for one day!
To die alone, on Rock under sun at the brink of the unknown, like a wolf, like a great bird, seems to me very good fortune indeed.edward abbey
I love the joy of mountains Wandering free with no concerns Every day I find food for this old body There’s leisure for thinking, nothing to do Often I carry an ancient book Sometimes I climb a Rock pavilion To look down a thousand foot precipice Overhead are swirling clouds A cold moon chilly cold My body feels like a flying cranehan shan
The rolling stone rolls echoing from Rock to Rock; but the rolling stone is dead. The moss is silent because the moss is alive.gilbert keith chesterton
Would you be free from the condemnation of the sins that are past, from the power of the temptations that are to come? Then take your stand on the Rock of Ages. Let death, let the grave, let the judgment come, the victory is Christ's and yours through Him.dwight l. moody
Rock and roll is a music, and why should a music contribute to ... juvenile delinquency? If people are going to be juvenile delinquents, they're going to be delinquents if they hear ... Mother Goose rhymes.
Down to the Plymouth Rock, that had been to their feet as a doorstep Into a world unknown, the corner-stone of a nation!Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Backward, flow backward, O full tide of years! I am so weary of toil and of tears, Toil without recompense tears all in vain, Take them and give me my childhood again. I have grown weary of dust and decay, Weary of flinging my heart's wealth away Weary of sowing for others to reap; Rock me to sleep, mother, Rock me to sleep.
Milton, Madam, was a genius that could cut a Colossus from a Rock; but could not carve heads upon cherry- stones.
Your wickedness makes you as it were heavy as lead, and to tend downwards with great weight and pressure towards hell; and if God should let you go, you would immediately sink and switfly descend and plunge into the bottomless gulf, and your healthy constitution, and your own care and prudence, and best contrivance, and all your righteousness, would have no more influence to uphold you and keep you out of hell, than a spider's web would have to stop a fallen Rock.jonathan edwards
The first 3 years the focus would be entirely on [...] building a Rock solid infrastructure.matt mullenweg
A reporter once asked me if I ever cried. I wonder if people think I'm just as hard as a Rock and have no emotions at all.diana ross
Earth was once molten Rock, and now it makes spaceships.brian swimme
And to me it seems that you have fallen asleep upon a white Rock, and in a parish of dreams , and have dreamt all this in a moment while it was night .anatole france
I settled at Cold Mountain long ago Already it seems like ages Wandering free I roam the woods and streams Lingering to watch things be themselves Men don’t come this far into the mountains Where white clouds gather and billow Dry grass makes a comfortable mattress The blue sky is a fine quilt Happy to pillow my head on the Rock I leave heaven and earth to endless changehan shan
I settled at Cold Mountain long ago Already it seems like ages Wandering free I roam the woods and streams Lingering to watch things be themselves Men don’t come this far into the mountains Where white clouds gather and billow Dry grass makes a comfortable mattress The blue sky is a fine quilt Happy to pillow my head on the Rock I leave heaven and earth to endless change
I love the joy of mountains Wandering free with no concerns Every day I find food for this old body There’s leisure for thinking, nothing to do Often I carry an ancient book Sometimes I climb a Rock pavilion To look down a thousand foot precipice Overhead are swirling clouds A cold moon chilly cold My body feels like a flying crane
His talk was like a stream which runs With rapid change from Rock to roses; It slipped from politics to puns; It passed from Mahomet to Moses; Beginning with the laws that keep The planets in their radiant courses, And ending with some precept deep For dressing eels or shoeing horses.winthrop mackworth praed
I thought Rock and roll was an unassailable outlet for some pure and natural expression of rebellion. It used to be one channel you could take without ever havin' to kiss arse, you know?
Titan! to whom immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods despise; What was thy pity's recompense? A silent suffering, and intense; The Rock, the vulture, and the chain, All that the proud can feel of pain, The agony they do not show, The suffocating sense of woe, Which speaks but in its loneliness, And then is jealous lest the sky Should have a listener, nor will sigh Until its voice is echoless.
No change in musical style will survive unless it is accompanied by a change in clothing style. Rock is to dress up to.
We're more popular than Jesus Christ now. I don't know which will go first, Rock and roll or Christianity.
Poetry must be new as foam, and as old as the Rock.ralph waldo emerson
This is the sort of book that justifies fatwahs. If WWIII occurred right now, we could die happy knowing Baxter would never write again. If a dinosaur killing asteroid was headed for Earth and I knew Baxter had another book coming up, I would campaign for letting the Rock hit, since it is obviously the work of a benovelent deity trying to save us from another Titan.james nicoll
A few locks of dry white hair clung to his scalp, like wild flowers fighting for life on a bare Rock.Raymond Chandler
To know there is a choice is to have to make the choice: change or stay: river or Rock.ursula k. le guin
And he looked on the Kenite, and took up his parable, and said, Strong is thy dwelling place, and thou puttest thy nest in a Rock.