“Over the mountains,
And over the waves,
Over the fountains,
And under the graves;
Over the floods that are deepest,
Which do Neptune obey;
Over the rocks that are steepest,
Love will find out the way.”

“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity; and that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.”

“Jim Dandy waves his stick over and around about the rock in a meaningless-meaningful way.”

“Organizations are presumed to talk to themselves over and over to find out what they are thinking.”

“If fools claim that they jumped over six mountains, agree to it. It is not worth fighting over.”

“Faithfulness is not doing something right once but doing something right over and over and over and over.”

“Rock over London. Rock on Chicago.”

“My harp and I a-wandering
Went over Snowdon Mountain,
From Anglesey to Swansea Bay
It sang like any fountain.”

“We shall not meet again: over the wave
Our ways divide, and yours is straight and endless –
But mine is short and crooked to the grave:
Yet what of these dark crowds, amid whose flow
I battle like a rock, aloof and friendless –
Are not their generations, vague and endless,
The waves, the strides, the feet on which I go?”

“Over, under, around, or through. There is always a way.
- Soteria”