Front yards are not made to walk in, but, at most, through, and you could go in the back way.

Everywhere is within walking distance if you have the time.

I had some eyeglasses. I was walking down the street when suddenly the prescription ran out.

In the morning a man walks with his whole body; in the evening, only with his legs.

Indians walk softly and hurt the landscape hardly more than the birds and squirrels, and their brush and bark huts last hardly longer than those of wood rats, while their more enduring monuments, excepting those wrought on the forests by the fires they made to improve their hunting grounds, vanish in a few centuries.

Just do some kind of workout. Doesn’t matter if it’s going for a walk around the block, going for a jog, doing some calisthenics, lifting weights, going to a pool and swimming – you name it. But do something that gets your blood flowing and gets your mind in the game.

I like to walk around with bare feet and I don’t like to comb my hair.

I learned to walk as a baby, and I haven’t had a lesson since.

I sometimes have a tendency to walk on the dark side.

When I walk outside, people have something to say about it.

I collect records. And cats. I don’t have any cats right now. But if I’m taking a walk and I see a cat, I’m happy.

Walking is man’s best medicine.

Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.

Let a man walk ten miles steadily on a hot summer’s day along a dusty English road, and he will soon discover why beer was invented.

Walking is the best possible exercise. Habituate yourself to walk very far.

I just use my muscles as a conversation piece, like someone walking a cheetah down 42nd Street.

I was walking down the street wearing glasses when the prescription ran out.

I’m an introvert… I love being by myself, love being outdoors, love taking a long walk with my dogs and looking at the trees, flowers, the sky.

All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking.

When I walk with you I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole.

If my critics saw me walking over the Thames they would say it was because I couldn’t swim.

After one has been in prison, it is the small things that one appreciates: being able to take a walk whenever one wants, going into a shop and buying a newspaper, speaking or choosing to remain silent. The simple act of being able to control one’s person.

Some folks look at me and see a certain swagger, which in Texas is called ‚walking.‘