On All The Peaks Lies Peace.

Time Does Not Relinquish Its Rights, Either Over Human Beings Or Over Mountains.

We All Of Us Live Upon The Past, And Through The Past We Are Destroyed.

Were The Eye Not Of The Sun, How Could We Behold The Light? If God's Might And Ours Were Not As One, How Could His Work Enchant Our Sight?

The Eternal Female Draws Us Onward.

A Human Being Needs Only A Small Plot Of Ground On Which To Be Happy, And Even Less To Lie Beneath.