Best 470 quotes in «walking quotes» category

There is nothing more painful than walking around with bitterness in your heart.

The next time you do a filibuster, keep walking around.

The power of life that is buried deep inside you will never rise up until you have become convinced that you're walking the only path open for you.

There are many paths but only one journey.

The purest surrealist act is walking into a crowd with a loaded gun and firing into it randomly

There are hundreds of thousands of kids walking around with a sleeping monster inside them.

There aren't that many people walking about who are a total class stereotype.

There's nothing like walking onto a Hollywood sound stage.

There's nothing like walking out and watching the people get turned on. Nothing in the world could replace it.

There's not one person in the world that's not a living, walking contradiction.

Walk at the edge of the precipices! It is the best way to learn walking carefully!

Walking along the crowded row He met the one he used to know.

Walking beside you I want for nothing.

Walking has the best value as gymnastics of the mind.

Walking in the nature is a reincarnation!

Those unmindful when they hear, for all they make of their intelligence, may be regarded as the walking dead.

Trying to find a heart that's not walking away.

Walking is the only way proven to stave off cognitive decline - it works.

Walking articulates both physical and mental freedom.

Walking with God doesn't lead to God's favor; God's favor leads to walking with God.

Walking on water wasn't built in a day.

Walking is almost as important as breathing, for me.

We grow fearless by walking into our fears.

We may not understand the pathways God lays out before us. We may not even like walking the journey. But even in failure, we can trust that He’ll do more than we expect.

We went our separate ways, but within walking distance of one another.

When walking, just walk. When sitting, just sit. Above all, don't wobble.

When in a museum, walk slowly but keep walking.

When walking in open territory, bother no one. If someone bothers you, ask him to stop. If he does not stop, destroy him.

We were now arrived at the close of our solitary journeyings along the St. Joseph's trail.

When I'm just walking around, I swap between the British and the American, and when I'm with my family I'm with my Nigerian accent.

When I was younger, I felt like I could say anything and it was funny. I've started to realize that what I say and do does affect everybody around us. I'm not just talking about what you put on a record - even just walking into a store and how you interact with the person behind the checkout counter.

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

When you're walking into the stadium, you just say to yourself, 'the 100m is the same anywhere, the shot put is the same weight anywhere.'

You are always walking in the direction of either love or fear. Choose wisely.

You can fool a person into going to see a movie with a good trailer.

You can either keep walking in misery or make the decision to begin taking steps out of it.

You better hope that I never see you walking down the street while I’m driving my car! (Tory)

You can see darn near anything just by walking along the beachfront from Venice to Malibu.

You can't get to courage without walking through vulnerability.

You have to get out of the boat so you can know the intimacy of walking with Jesus.

You can't replicate walking 94 days through the wilderness by yourself with a really heavy pack until you do it.

You don't walk with your feet; you walk with your courage! No courage, no walking!

A dog is one of the few remaining reasons why some people can be persuaded to go for a walk.

You're right on the money with that. We're all like detectives in life. There's something at the end of the trail that we're all looking for.

Accepting and walking in a good counsel paves way for the unborn generation

You know that thing when you break up with someone and you’re walking around the town where you both live and you’re just really hoping to see them? You know that you’re not supposed to see them, but there’s nothing you want more.

Acceptance of death and cancer did not mean I intended to give up, just the opposite. I was prepared to fight cancer not out of fear of dying, but out of joy of living.

Aliganaya - 'the embrace during an intoxicated walk' or 'sudden arousal while driving over speed bumps

A journey begins with a single step

All at once, something wonderful happened, although at first, it seemed perfectly ordinary. A female goldfinch suddenly hove into view. She lighted weightlessly on the head of a bankside purple thistle and began emptying the seedcase, sowing the air with down. The lighted frame of my window filled. The down rose and spread in all directions, wafting over the dam’s waterfall and wavering between the tulip trunks and into the meadow. It vaulted towards the orchard in a puff; it hovered over the ripening pawpaw fruit and staggered up the steep faced terrace. It jerked, floated, rolled, veered, swayed. The thistle down faltered down toward the cottage and gusted clear to the woods; it rose and entered the shaggy arms of pecans. At last it strayed like snow, blind and sweet, into the pool of the creek upstream, and into the race of the creek over rocks down. It shuddered onto the tips of growing grasses, where it poised, light, still wracked by errant quivers. I was holding my breath. Is this where we live, I thought, in this place in this moment, with the air so light and wild? The same fixity that collapses stars and drives the mantis to devour her mate eased these creatures together before my eyes: the thick adept bill of the goldfinch, and the feathery coded down. How could anything be amiss? If I myself were lighter and frayed, I could ride these small winds, too, taking my chances, for the pleasure of being so purely played. The thistle is part of Adam’s curse. “Cursed is the ground for thy sake, in sorrow shalt thou eat of it; thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth to thee.” A terrible curse: But does the goldfinch eat thorny sorrow with the thistle or do I? If this furling air is fallen, then the fall was happy indeed. If this creekside garden is sorrow, then I seek martyrdom. I was weightless; my bones were taut skins blown with buoyant gas; it seemed that if I inhaled too deeply, my shoulders and head would waft off. Alleluia.