Top 18 Master Of The Mountain Quotes
#1. The easiest way to keep a woman over your shoulder is with a hand on her ass, and the other between her legs.
Cherise Sinclair
#3. Said the monk: "All these mountains and rivers and the earth and stars - where do they come from?" Said the master: "Where does your question come from?"
Anthony De Mello
#4. He'd promise to see an organic nutritionist, aromatherapist, deep-tissue masseuse, feng shui consultant, yoga master, and Mormon stand-up comedian if those promises would help him get off this mountain.
Sherman Alexie
#5. His name is Marcus: he is four and a half and possesses that deep gravity and seriousness that only small children and mountain gorillas have ever been able to master.
Neil Gaiman
#6. I've done work for hire. I've worked for DC and Dark Horse.
Rob Walton
#7. I know how important it is to have a helping hand.
Arsene Wenger
#8. In the old days, Zen was not really practiced so much in a monastery. The Zen Master usually lived up on a top of the mountain or the hill or in the forest or sometimes in the village.
Frederick Lenz
#11. Some man would come to her room. Maybe she would hesitate, and he'd grab her, pin her to the mattress, force her to cooperate.
Cherise Sinclair
#12. It is done. Once again the Fire has penetrated the earth, not with the sudden crash of thunderbolt, riving the mountain tops: does the Master break down doors to enter His own home? Without earthquake, or thunderclap: the flame has lit up the whole world from within.
Pierre Teilhard De Chardin
#13. No matter what historians claimed, BC really stood for Before Coffee.
Cherise Sinclair
#14. Be master of your petty annoyances and conserve your energies for the big, worthwhile things. It isn't the mountain ahead that wears you out - it's the grain of sand in your shoe.
Robert W. Service
#15. Fuck Master Liu! He's some ascetic who counts snowflakes on a mountain in China and dips his balls in ice water for the hell of it. You're not Liu. You live in the real world
Dakota Banks
#16. The birds that wake the morning, and those that love the shade; The winds that sweep the mountain or lull the drowsy glade; The Sun that from his amber bower rejoiceth on his way, The Moon and Stars, their Master's name in silent pomp display.
Reginald Heber
#18. Keep your nose to the grindstone. It sharpens your boogers.
Steven Tyler
