I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage, forgetting everything. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Travelling the road will tell you more about the road than the google will tell you about the road.” — Amit Kalantri Copy Share Image
The stones were sharp, The wind came at my back; Walking along the highway, Mincing like a cat. — Theodore Roethke Copy Share Image
Before modern times there was Walking, but not the perfection of Walking, because there was no tea. — G. M. Trevelyan Copy Share Image
Common sense and nature will do a lot to make the pilgrimage of life not too difficult. — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen Hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. — Mary Anne Radmacher Copy Share Image
The place where you lose the trail is not necessarily the place where it ends. — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
There is no orthodoxy in walking. It is a land of many paths and no-paths, where every one goes his own and… — G. M. Trevelyan Copy Share Image
Our philosophies must be rewritten to remove them from the domain of words and "ideas," and to plant their roots firmly in… — William Vogt Copy Share Image
The man with the knapsack is never lost. No matter whither he may stray, his food and shelter are right with him,… — Horace Kephart Copy Share Image
If you like trekking, go to the Himalayas or Peru. I love those kinds of trips. But it all depends on your… — Diane von Furstenberg Copy Share Image
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Walking takes longer... than any other known form of locomotion except crawling. Thus it stretches time and prolongs life. Life is already… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Although the vast majority of walkers never even think of using a walking staff, I unhesitatingly include it among the foundations of… — Colin Fletcher Copy Share Image
Walking is the natural recreation for a man who desires not absolutely to suppress his intellect but to turn it out to… — Leslie Stephen Copy Share Image
There is an intense but simple thrill in setting off in the morning on a mountain trail, knowing that everything you need… — Paul Theroux Copy Share Image
The sum of the whole is this: walk and b« happy! walk and be healthy. The best of all ways to lengthen… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If I make your workplace conducive to walking at lunch, or working out at some time during the day, or I get… — Mehmet Oz Copy Share Image
Gardening is a long road, with many detours and way stations, and here we all are at one point or another. It's… — Henry Mitchell Copy Share Image
Of course it is of no use to direct our steps to the woods, if they do not carry us thither. I… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood Let the smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood Let… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
When I'm in turmoil, when I can't think, when I'm exhausted and afraid and feeling very, very alone, I go for walks.… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
The walking of passers-by offers a series of turns and detours that can be compared to "turns of phrase" or "stylistic figures."… — Michel de Certeau Copy Share Image
People need immediate places to refresh, reinvent themselves. Our surroundings built and natural alike, have an immediate and a continuing effect on… — Tony Hiss Copy Share Image
In the evening, I walked alone down to the Lake by the side of Crow Park after sunset and saw the solemn… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
Walking I am unbound, and find that precious unity of life and imagination, that silent outgoing self, which is so easy to… — Alfred Kazin Copy Share Image
Frankly, I fail to see how going for a six-month, thousand-mile walk through deserts and mountains can be judged less real than… — Colin Fletcher Copy Share Image
Sweet pliability of man's spirit, that can at once surrender itself to illusions, which cheat expectation and sorrow of their weary moments!… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
“More than anything, this place feels familiar. I bury my hands in the hot sand and think about the embodiment of memory… — Raquel Cepeda Copy Share Image