Through life, I want to walk gently. I want to treat all of life – the earth and its people – with reverence. I want to remove my shoes in the presence of holy ground....

Loving you is like walking between rain drops.

Before you dream about the view from the summit, ask yourself if you’re willing to keep your head down, focus on the path, and spend your life walking up the side of a very big...

I loved being in London. Always walking everywhere, always out and about and always at markets, walking around Brick Lane and Covent Garden and Soho.

There were days when I still put on make up in case you’d come back,but I wear the same clothes and shower in the rainand eat when I can and sleep when I can,which is...

Don’t step on my toes. Especially if I’m walking on my hands.

I walked to work. I paced up and down the bus looking for a seat. Next time I walk to work I’m getting on my treadmill.

He put on a little knapsack and he walked through Indiana and Kentucky and North Carolina and Georgia clear to Florida. He walked among farmers and mountain people, among swamp people and fishermen. And everywhere...

First, if it is true that a spatial order organizes an ensemble of possibilities (e.g., by a place in which one can move) and interdictions (e.g., by a wall that prevents one from going further),...

I walked slowly on, without envying my companions on horseback: for I could sit down upon an inviting spot, climb to the edge of a precipice, or trace a torrent by its sound. I descended...

Cities have always offered anonymity, variety, and conjunction, qualities best basked in by walking: one does not have to go into the bakery or the fortune-teller’s, only to know that one might. A city always...

It’s hard to walk briskly at this time of year; the accelerating pace of unfolding spring slows my own. I repeatedly stop- to watch what’s moving. Soon the torrent of migrants will completely overwhelm my...

Patience and wisdom walk hand in hand, like two one-armed lovers.

It is no use walking anywhere to preach unless our walking is our preaching.

Walk humbly with the Creator on earth.

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.

I ache to swim again. Walking’s for mammals.

Walking gets too boring when you learn how to fly.

I recommend people develop a fear of elevators, like I have. Even if something is on the tenth floor, I’m walking up. If you don’t have claustrophobia, pretend you do and take the stairs everywhere!...

The only friend to walk with is one who so exactly shares your taste for each mood of the countryside that a glance, a halt, or at most a nudge, is enough to assure us...

Walking is the only form of transportation in which a man proceeds erect – like a man – on his own legs, under his own power. There is immense satisfaction in that.

Noise is the art of talking without walking

I am love, I love air, water, sun, green, hands, butterflies, birds, fish, cats, trees, you – walking, swimming, dancing, exploring new places, exploring tiny things, exploring thoughts, dreams, bigger than me dreams, like cloud...

We walk alone in the wilderness.

An alchemist cannot develop an elixir of life, but walking in nature can do! Youth and longevity are the two magics hidden in walking! Walking is a real alchemist

As I went walking I saw a sign thereAnd on the sign it said “No Trespassing.”But on the other side it didn’t say nothing,That side was made for you and me.This land is your land,...

Thinking is generally thought of as doing nothing in a production-oriented society, and doing nothing is hard to do. It’s best done by disguising it as doing something, and the something closest to doing nothing...

…Robert Louis Stevenson presents a character who, in London at night, is astonished ‘to walk for such a long time in such a complex decor without encountering even the slightest shadow of an adventure.’ The...

Walking and talking – that seemed a very odd way of spending an afternoon.

My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-seven now, and we don’t know where the heck she is.

I’ve always had a knack for hitting the mark perfectly. Even when I’m walking or running, I’m very good at not having to look down.

Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself...

When real people fall down in life, they get right back up and keep on walking.

They become liberated spaces that can be occupied. A rich indetermination gives them, by means of a semantic rarefaction, the function of articulating a second, poetic geography on top of the geography of the literal,...

I hope that the examples I have given have gone some way towards demonstrating that pedestrian touring in the later 1780s and the 1790s was not a matter of a few ‘isolated affairs’, but was...

Every walker is a guard on patrol to protect the ineffable.

It is good to collect things, but it is better to go on walks.

As the crow flies. That’s how she liked to walk. So what if she had nowhere to go? So what if no one on earth knew or probably cared where she was or when she’d...

Leave the talking for others and live by walking. Go, go and go extra mile and you will be a true owner of what belongs to you

Daily walk in nature brings tranquility to one’s life.

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.

Take a walk outside – it will serve you far more than pacing around in your mind.

Your footsteps will have more to say about your spiritual life than knowledge attained.

Walking is the best possible exercise. Habituate yourself to walk very far.

I may not be walking with you all the way, or even much of the way, as I walk with you now.

There is this to be said for walking: it is the one method of human locomotion by which a man or woman proceeds erect, upright, proud and independent, not squatting on the haunches like a...

You know, poets and songwriters have long known that people like repetition. You know, poets and songwriters have long known that people like repetition. I guess when I say people, I mean everyone but my...

Your true destiny is desperately waiting on you to start thinking, acting, and walking with faith and courage.

I tell people this: It’s hard to write about walking in the park, but it’s easy to write about a breakup.

Walking is not important; walking to the right direction, that is important!