#canyon

Climbing K2 or floating the Grand Canyon in an inner tube; there are some things one would rather have done than do. ↗

— Edward Abbey

#climbing #done #floating #grand #grand canyon

I'll fill those canyons in your soul, like a river lead you home. And I'll walk a step behind, in the shadows so you shine. Just ask, it will be done and I will prove my love, until you're sure that I'm the one. ↗

— Gary Allan

#behind #canyons #done #fill #home

Should you shield the canyons from the windstorms you would never see the true beauty of their carvings. ↗

— Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

#beauty #canyons #carvings #never #see

I have permits to be the first person in the world to walk across the Grand Canyon so that's a process we'll start working on. I'd say within three to five years I'll accomplish that as well. ↗

— Nik Wallenda

#across #be the first #canyon #first #five

Life is supposed to be a series of peaks and valleys. The secret is to keep the valleys from becoming Grand Canyons. ↗

— Bern Williams

#canyons #grand #keep #life #peaks

In my banjo show with the Steep Canyon Rangers, I do do comedy during that show. It'd be absurd just to stand there mute and play 25 banjo songs. ↗

— Steve Martin

#banjo #canyon #comedy #during #i

It's like trying to describe what you feel when you're standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon or remembering your first love or the birth of your child. You have to be there to really know what it's like. ↗

— Jack Schmitt

#canyon #child #describe #feel #first

Do not let arguments of expediency persuade you. That is the slow road to oblivion. That is the tortured path to undoing step by step, bit by bit, as the river creates a canyon, the way of life that we love. ↗

— Charles Schumer

#canyon #creates #expediency #life #love

Beautiful doesn't begin to describe it. A flower is beautiful. But this is beautiful the way that a person is beautiful- terrifying with its jagged edges, yet seductive with its crevices that hide so many secrets. ↗

— Jeri Smith-Ready

#grand-canyon #people #beauty

All through the night, like the tumult of a river when it races between the cliffs of a canyon, in my sleep I could hear the steady roar of the passing army. ↗

— Richard Harding Davis

#between #canyon #cliffs #could #hear