In the mountains, the shortest way is from peak to peak: but for that you must have long legs

I draw circles and sacred boundaries about me; fewer and fewer climb with me up higher and higher mountains.—I am building a mountain chain out of ever-holier mountains.

Faith, indeed, has up to the present not been able to move real mountains . . . But it can put mountains where there are none.

On the mountains of truth you can never climb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb higher tomorrow.

Men, driven by fear, go to many a refuge, to mountains and forests, to groves and sacred trees.

I do not know what the spirit of a philosopher could more wish to be than a good dancer. For the dance is his ideal, also his fine art, finally also the only kind of piety he knows, his 'divine service.'