“You are out of the world’s chatter, its corridor echoes, its muttering. Walking: it hits you at first like an immense breathing in the ears. You feel the silence as if it were a great fresh wind blowing away clouds.” — Frédéric Gros Copy Share Image
“In walking, far from any vehicle or machine, from any mediation, I am replaying the earthly human condition, embodying once again man’s inborn, essential… — Frédéric Gros Copy Share Image
“During long cross-country wanders, you do glimpse that freedom of pure renunciation. When you walk for a long time, there comes a moment when… — Frédéric Gros Copy Share Image
“You are out of the world’s chatter, its corridor echoes, its muttering. Walking: it hits you at first like an immense breathing in the… — Frédéric Gros Copy Share Image
