Walking Quotes - Page 10

• Don't be very frightened, Marilla. I was walking the ridge-pole and I fell off. I suspect I have sprained my ankle. But, Marilla, I might have broken my neck. Let us look on the bright side of things.

  Lucy Maud Montgomery

  Broken, Looks, Ankles

  Lucy Maud Montgomery (1994). “Anne of Green Gables”, p.172, Wordsworth Editions

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• My shoes are clean from walking in the rain.

  Jack Kerouac

  Rain, Shoes, Clean

  Jack Kerouac (2013). “Book of Haikus”, p.8, Penguin

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• If pinpointing God's presence were really that simple, then he supposed the beaches would be more crowded in the mornings. They would be filled with people on their own quests, instead of people jogging or walking their dogs or fishing in the surf.

  Nicholas Sparks

  Dog, Beach, Morning

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• It made me wonder if the reasons our lives seem so muddled is because we keep walking into scenes in which we, along with the people around us, have no clear idea what we want.

  Donald Miller

  Ideas, People, Want

  Donald Miller (2009). “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years: What I Learned While Editing My Life”, p.113, Thomas Nelson Inc

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• Look, it's a monster. He's walking alone. Look, he's pulling something out of his pocket. He threw it on the ground. Let's go see what it is. It's a black box. You open it... ok... Look, it's sorrow, misery and pain. It's loneliness and longing. Boy, he'll be sorry he lost these.

  Henry Rollins

  Sorry, Pain, Loneliness

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• Which tent is your favourite?" he asks. "The Ice Garden," Celia answers, without even pausing to consider. "Why is that?" Marco asks. "Because of the way it feels," she says. "It's like walking into a dream. As though it is someplace else entirely and not simply another tent.

  Erin Morgenstern

  Dream, Garden, Ice

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• Walking, I can almost hear the redwoods beating. And the oceans are above me here, rolling clouds, heavy and dark. It is winter and there is smoke from the fires. It is a world of elemental attention, of all things working together, listening to what speaks in the blood. Whichever road I follow, I walk in the land of many gods, and they love and eat one another. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.

  Linda Hogan

  Ocean, Dark, Winter

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• Unbelievable! I said, "What would I be doing walking the streets at night as a stuffed olive- gate-crashing cocktail parties?

  Louise Rennison

  Party, Night, Cocktails

  Louise Rennison (2013). “The Fab Confessions of Georgia Nicolson:”, p.10, HarperCollins UK

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• He's pulling the load of an ox and walking on eggshells.

  Steig Larsson

  Eggshells, Pulling, Load

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• Rose had the sort of eyes that manage perfectly well with things close by, but entirely blur out things far away. Because of this even the brightest stars had only appeared as silvery smudges in the darkness. In all her life, Rose had never properly seen a star. Tonight there was a sky full. Rose looked up, and it was like walking into a dark room and someone switching on the universe.

  Hilary McKay

  Stars, Eye, Dark

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• Listening to her, one experienced a deep uneasiness as of having avoided an urgent responsibility, like someone who, walking at night along the banks of a stream, catches a glimpse in the water of a white face or a moving limb and turns quickly away, refusing to help or to search for help. We all see the faces in the water. We smother our memory of them, even our belief in their reality, and become calm people of the world; or we can neither forget or help them. Sometimes by a trick of circumstances or dream or a hostile neighborhood of light we see our own face.

  Janet Frame

  Dream, Memories, Moving

  Janet Frame (1980). “Faces in the water”

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• Every mile is two in winter

  George Herbert

  Life, Winter, Two

  George Herbert (1836). “The works of George Herbert. containing Parentalia, the 2nd copy wanting the 1st sheet of vol.2].”, p.179

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• What I love about the sculpture is that it makes the bones that we are always walking and playing on manifest, like in a world that so often denies the reality of death and the reality that we are surrounded by and outnumbered by the dead. Here, is a very playful way of acknowledging that and acknowledging that and that always, whenever we play, whenever we live, we are living in both literal and metaphorical ways on the memory and bones of the dead.

  John Green

  Memories, Reality, Play

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• Everyone who’s born has come from the sea. Your mother’s womb is just a sea in small. And birds come of seas on eggs. Horses lie in the sea before they’re born. The placenta is the sea. Your blood is the sea continued in your veins. We are the ocean — walking on the land.

  Timothy Findley

  Mother, Horse, Lying

  Timothy Findley (1983). “The wars”, Laurel

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• She sat down at the table and spent a good hour talking about her husband. She told Judith how they'd met, how he relentlessly pursued her, and finished by mentioning just a hundred or two of his special qualities. The only thing the man wasn't capable of was walking on water… yet. Judith made that comment when her friend paused for breath.

  Julie Garwood

  Husband, Men, Talking

  Julie Garwood (2011). “The Secret”, p.88, Penguin

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• Those who are unaware they are walking in darkness will never seek the light.

  Bruce Lee

  Inspirational, Motivational, Powerful

  Bruce Lee (2015). “Bruce Lee Striking Thoughts: Bruce Lee's Wisdom for Daily Living”, p.175, Tuttle Publishing

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• As to...old composers like Schubert or Beethoven, I imagine that, while modern music expresses both feeling, thought and imagination, they expressed pure feeling. And you know all day sitting at work, eating, walking, etc., you have hundreds of feelings that can't be put into words. And that is why I think that in a sense music is the highest of the arts, because it really begins where the others leave off.

  C. S. Lewis

  Art, Thinking, Imagination

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• The amazing miracle of death, when one second you're walking and talking, and the next second you're an object.

  Chuck Palahniuk

  Talking, Miracle, Next

  Chuck Palahniuk (2011). “Fight Club”, p.146, Random House

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• I kept thinking there were two kinds of adults: There were...miserable creatures who scoured the earth in search of something to hurt. And then there were people like my parents, who walked around zombically, doing whatever they had to do to keep walking around.

  John Green

  Hurt, Real, Thinking

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• I always loved twilight: it was the only time of day I had the feeling that something important could happen. All things were more beautiful bathed in twilight, all streets, all squares, and all the people walking through them; I even had the feeling that I was a handsome young man, and I liked looking at myself in the mirror, watching myself in the shop windows as I strode along, and even when I touched my face, I felt no wrinkles at my mouth or forehead.

  Bohumil Hrabal

  Beautiful, Twilight, Men

  Bohumil Hrabal (1992). “Too Loud a Solitude”, p.41, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Saw you walking barefoot taking a long look at the new moon's eyelid later spread sleep-fallen, naked in your dark hair asleep but not oblivious of the unslept unsleeping elsewhere Tonight I think no poetry will serve Syntax of rendition: verb pilots the plane adverb modifies action verb force-feeds noun submerges the subject noun is choking verb disgraced goes on doing now diagram the sentence

  Adrienne Rich

  Sleep, Dark, Thinking

  Adrienne Rich (2011). “Tonight No Poetry Will Serve: Poems 2007-2010: Poems 2007–2010”, p.25, W. W. Norton & Company

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• When walking into the lair of the dragon after robbing his hoard, the least you could do is hold you head high [...]

  Ilona Andrews

  Dragons, Robbing

  Ilona Andrews (2011). “Fate's Edge”, p.313, Penguin

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• At first, all is black and white. Black on white. That's where I'm walking, through pages. These pages. Sometimes it gets so that I have one foot in the pages and the words, and the other in what they speak of.

  Markus Zusak

  Black And White, Feet, Pages

  Markus Zusak (2011). “Underdogs”, p.135, Scholastic Inc.

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• Beware, O wanderer, the road is walking too.

  Jim Harrison

  Wanderers

  Jim Harrison (2007). “Off to the Side: A Memoir”, p.6, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

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• We come to a lamp beside the pathway, and suddenly we stop walking, and we start to dance, and we glitter in the shafts of light, like stars, like flies, like flakes of dust.

  David Almond

  Stars, Light, Dust

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