Internationally, I love going to Switzerland. I went there many times for shooting and loved the Alps, the tranquility, cleanliness, the greenery and the warmth of the people there.
A man who keeps company with glaciers comes to feel tolerably insignificant by and by.
One could argue that it's romantic to die for love. Of course, then you're dead and unable to take that honeymoon trip to the Alps with all the other fashionable young couples, which is a shame.
Sometimes when I’m flying over the Alps I think, ‘That’s like all the cocaine I sniffed.’
And I hope very much that the ALP will become increasingly engaged in the international discussions that are taking place amongst centre-left parties generally.
I have travelled around the globe. I have seen the Canadian and American Rockies, the Andes, the Alps and the Highlands of Scotland, but for simple beauty, Cape Breton outrivals them all!
There is probably no pleasure equal to the pleasure of climbing a dangerous Alp; but it is a pleasure which is confined strictly to people who can find pleasure in it.
If I would have listened to the naysayers, I would still be in the Austrian Alps yodeling.
You don't want to spend much time in Germany or even France in the winter unless you're in the Alps.
Like so many substantial citizens of America, he had married young and kept on marrying, springing from blonde to blonde like the chamois of the Alps leaping from crag to crag.