I had not lived there a week before my feet wore a path from my door to the pond-side; and though it is five or six years since I trod it, it is still quite distinct. It is true, I… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
When I stayed with my father in Africa, I was always covered from head to foot in a shirt buttoned to the neck and khaki trousers. But I often got burnt feet, because I wore sandals, which might explain the… — Princess Michael of Kent Copy Share Image
