Lanny, climbing the hill, carried a thought which by now had become his familiar companion: Why, oh, why did men have to make their lives so ugly? What evil spell was upon them that they wrangled and scolded, hated and feared? He.

It is a true saying of good Archbishop Leighton: ‘The way of sin is down hill; a man cannot stop when he would.

I will tell only of the lone tomb in the darkest of the hillside thickets; the deserted tomb of the Hydes, an old and exalted family whose last direct descendant had been laid within its black recesses many decades before my birth.

I drink ’til I’m drunk, smoke til I’m high Castle on the hill, wake up in the sky

The wolf on the hill is not as hungry as the wolf climbing the hill.

To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring – it was peace.