What if it’s the thereand not the herethat I long for?The wanderand not the wait,the magicin the lost feetstumbling downthe faraway streetand the way the moonnever hangsquite the same.

A labyrinth is a symbolic journey . . . but it is a map we can really walk on, blurring the difference between map and world.

When you are doing things for the right reasons, you do not need to play by the rules, because there are no rules for a creator walking the path of love.

Nope. But I do want to have a seat on a chair with wheels and roll along with you.” So maybe flight isn’t so cool after all. Possibly birds get pissed off they have to...

I’m walking downstairs and upstairs at the same time. I’m in love.

When you see a Sudanese walking on the street, there is a story.

Walking is a daily experience and a lifetime journey.

It seems thus possible to give a preliminary definition of walking as a space of enunciation.

[William] Coxe expresses…both the pedestrian’s advantage of complete freedom of movement, and the inspiring effect of the combination of continual change of scene with maximum time for appreciation that characterises the mobile gaze of the...

Walking shares with making and working that crucial element of engagement of the body and the mind with the world, of knowing the world through the body and the body through the world.

You look like your bringing news. What is it this time, I’m blind?

I run like I walk—only slower. And I make love like a one-man circus show.

You can’t be living always in the promise of the clouds; it must rain now. Leave the talking and live by walking… It will yield an indelible impact!

But the beauty is in the walking — we are betrayed by destinations.

Walking on the path I met my Master, known by a million names in different cultures and places yet people have forgotten the way to HIM.

The average human being is actually quite bad at predicting what he or she should do in order to be happier, and this inability to predict keeps people from, well, being happier. In fact, psychologist...

A journey begins with a single step

I have the European urge to use my feet when a drive can be dispensed with

Hey, I took eight-thousand breaths today.” It’s just what you do.

Lakini, akiendelea kuwaza na kuangaza, ghafla Murphy aliona kitu kama gari likiwa limesimama kwa mbali. Alisimama na kupata hamu ya kujua. Murphy alianza tena kutembea, lakini sasa akiifuata ile gari, halafu akaongeza mwendo na kukimbia;...

I always buckle up, even if I’m only walking across the parking lot.

I was moved beyond words. The train ride over the mountains from lake Titticaca to Cusco reminded me of Africa where I grew up; and 4 days walking on the Inca Trail, then more in...

The way you walk is slash and burn.Like understatement’s now a crime.

Because the earth is walking in the space, even when we sit on the earth, we are still walking!

I have walked myself into my best thoughts and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it.

A lone walker is both present and detached, more than an audience but less than a participant. Walking assuages or legitimizes this alienation.

To understand the journey you have to do the walking.

This made her remember why people take up walking: It is because they no longer have anywhere to go.

A one-winged bird does not fly south for the winter. It flies south, west, north, and east, over and over. That’s how I feel when I’m in love, only I walk.

I walk like a guitar being strummed, and I love like cheese being forced through a grater. I like my nachos covered in melted music.

An Eskimo custom offers an angry person release by walking the emotion out of his or her system in a straight line across the landscape; the point at which the anger is conquered is marked...

The trace left behind is substituted for the practice. It exhibits the (voracious) property that the geographical system has of being able to transform action into legibility, but in doing so it causes a way...

…moderate social deviance or class non-conformism I have imputed to the first generation of pedestrians. Improved roads, after all, were one of the principal means by which the country was building a national communications network...

In great cities, spaces as well as places are designed and built: walking, witnessing, being in public, are as much part of the design and purpose as is being inside to eat, sleep, make shoes...

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.