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 get terrified the first day I’m on a film set. I get nervous walking down a red carpet. I find making speeches the most terrifying thing in the world.

The most valuable lessons in life do not come when you are walking or running. They come when you fall down. You better take them and rise up!

All truly great thoughts are conceived while walking.

Things that we do every day make up who we are and the results we have in our life. Bank accounts collect from constant deposits and good health is achieved or maintained from what we...

Cooper’s tremendous love and energy and unchained freedom had captured life itself. Now, as the last shovelful covered him forever, I knew I would always carry a big piece of Cooper Half Malamute with me...

Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time.

Life is a journey

There comes . . . a longing never to travel again except on foot.

A significant fraction of thru-hikers reach Katahdin, then turn around and start back to Georgia. They just can’t stop walking, which kind of makes you wonder.

[Walking] is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own...

I like the crunch sound of snow under my boots. Better than stepping on knuckles.

I had a dream I was able to fly now I have chained my bead to the ground. I like walking dreams better.

I always feel so sorry for women who don’t like to walk; they miss so much – so many rare little glimpses of life; and we women learn so little of life on the whole.

The simplest secret of reaching any place is to start walking! If people say you can’t reach there, close your ears to them and continue walking!

The stones were sharp,The wind came at my back;Walking along the highway, Mincing like a cat.

Italian cities have long been held up as ideals, not least by New Yorkers and Londoners enthralled by the ways their architecture gives beauty and meaning to everyday acts.

Lines and Squares Whenever I walk in a London street,I’m ever so careful to watch my feet;And I keep in the squares,And the masses of bears,Who wait at the corners all ready to eatThe sillies...

My amazing feat features shoes (and feet)—it’s how far I’d walk for love. Guess how far? However far it is from the point I ran out of gas to wherever she is, assuming she’s hanging...

He’s going to give me a piggyback ride home. He’s my designated walker.

I walk with a purpose. And a limp. (The limp helps serve my purpose, which is to gain sympathy.)

When I was cast for ‘Walking Dead,’ I was still doing ‘Lone Ranger,’ so I have my ‘Lone Ranger’ look with the handlebar mustache. I think everybody appreciates the professional mustache.

Angels walk among us, Sometimes the only thing we may not see are the wings upon their backs.

Pedestrianism, [William Bingley] claims, is the most ‘useful’ mode of travel, ‘if health and strength are not wanting.”To a naturalist, it is evidently so; since, by this means, he is enabled to examine the country...

‘A garden path,’ write the landscape architects Charles W. Moore, William J. Mitchell, and William Turnbull, ‘can become the thread of a plot, connecting moments and incidents into a narrative. The narrative structure might be...

he had not guessed how much of the body of a Quest was simply walking.

manhole cover” is.

What should be standing in the shoes of passion, and be walking on the plans of action is sitting in the ink on the papper. Why? Because of the fear to start.

Walk some night on a suburban street and pass house after house on both sides of the same street each with the lamplight of the living room, shining golden, and inside the little blue square...

Still, as much as I had experienced, there was more waiting to be found. I had started out with a feeling of burning dullness and desperation. Now I was filled with a thrill and expectation...

They walked on rather aimlessly. He hoped she wouldn’t notice he was touched, because he wouldn’t have known how to explain why. Here lay the great discrepancy between aesthetic truth and sleazy reality.

For [Jane Austen and the readers of Pride and Prejudice], as for Mr. Darcy, [Elizabeth Bennett’s] solitary walks express the independence that literally takes the heroine out of the social sphere of the houses and...

I hope to repair certain important connections burned through by artificial speed, by inattentiveness. I walk, as everyone does, to see what lies ahead. I walk to remember.

Four times I was honked at for having the temerity to proceed through town without the benefit of metal.

That is — I don’t know — is a man alive if he can’t be killed? I don’t really understand it, and Dumbledore won’t explain properly — but anyway, he’s certainly got a body and...

Driving is better than walking, because hitting is better than being hit.

I am walking, he thought, exulting. Part of him knew that it was only a dream, but even the dream of walking was better than the truth of his bedchamber, walls and ceiling and door.

I find more pleasure in wandering the fields than in musing among my silent neighbours who are insensible to everything but toiling and talking of it and that to no purpose.

Fairies with gossamer wings, Bring forth beauty, grace and joyful things. Fairies of the earth are caretakers of our soil, water and trees,They watch over beautiful creatures such as bears, bunnies and bees.Fairies ask that...

I realize I stare at everyone, especially when I’m walking down the street. I’m just a curious person.

Many people nowadays live in a series of interiors…disconnected from each other. On foot everything stays connected, for while walking one occupies the spaces between those interiors in the same way one occupies those interiors....

I had a dream about you. You were so cute, and I was holding you for a long time. We went for a walk, happily strutting down the street. We saw a couple others but...

Half man, half tree, I have patience—and leaves. Forest fires make me sweat. Let’s go for a walk. You’ll have to push me in a wheelbarrow.

Why is it called a flight of stairs? It should be called a walk of stairs.

She walked on and on as though if she walked far enough she might walk this thing out of her. As if by walking long enough, hard enough, she might forget.

Pilots take no special joy in walking. Pilots like flying.

a walk is only a step away from a story, and every path tells.

…I shall let [Anne] Wallace put the case herself, at what I think is necessary length:’As travel in general becomes physically easier, faster, and less expensive, more people want and are able to arrive at...