All my life I have been seeking to climb out of the pit of my besetting sins and I cannot do it and I never will unless a hand is let down to draw me up.
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb’st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face!
Whatever the struggle continue the climb it may be only one step to the summit.
Works? Works? A man get to heaven by works? I would as soon think of climbing to the moon on a rope of sand!
You don’t have to move that mountain, Just help me Lord to climb it. You don’t have to move that stumbling block, Just show me the way around it.
Climb high, Climb far, Your goal the sky, Your aim the star.
We all make mistakes, as the hedgehog said as he climbed off the scrubbing brush.
One cannot be pulled up to a great height. Only a short distance can you be lifted by your arms. But by climbing with your feet and stepping on solid ground below, you can climb mountains.
He who has a thing to sell And goes and wishes in a well, Will not as likely get the dollars, As he who climbs a tree and hollars.
The pursuit of happiness belongs to us, but we must climb around or over the church to get it.