Hiking Quotes - Page 6

I was the world in which I walked.

Every day I walk myself into a state of well-being and walk away from every illness; I have walked myself into my best thoughts.

When I die, I'll probably climb out of the coffin and play the organ at my own funeral!

Poetry is to prose as dancing is to walking.

A week of sweeping fogs has passed over and given me a strange sense of exile and desolation. I walk round the island nearly every day, yet I can see nothing anywhere but a mass of wet rock, a strip of surf, and then a tumult of waves.

Until I understand where I am, I can’t get to where I am going. This is the value of a compass when we are out walking or hiking and need to know we’re going in the right direction. But we also have an internal North Star. It’s that little nudge that tells us if we are on the right path to fulfilling our potential, or on the wrong path wasting energy traveling somewhere we don’t need to go. So my advice to you is, pull out that compass every once in a while and make sure you are navigating in the right direction on your journey.

In the middle of a recession, where we're just climbing out of it, where the economy -unemployment is still at 9.7 percent, the idea of raising taxes and reducing spending is a prescription for disaster.

Gardening is a long road, with many detours and way stations, and here we all are at one point or another. It's not a question of superior or inferior taste, merely a question of which detour we are on at the moment. Getting there (as they say) is not important; the wandering about in the wilderness or in the olive groves or in the bayous is the whole point.

Some do not walk at all; others walk in the highways; a few walk across lots.

After a day's walk everything has twice its usual value.

Do nothing in haste; look well to each step; and from the beginning think what may be the end.

Life is already too short to waste on speed.

Climbing is the lazy man's way to enlightenment. It forces you to pay attention, because if you don't, you won't succeed, which is minor - or you may get hurt, which is major. Instead of years of meditation, you have this activity that forces you to relax and monitor your breathing and tread that line between living and dying. When you climb, you always are confronted with the edge. Hey, if it was just like climbing a ladder, we all would have quit a long time ago.

This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.

Walking I am unbound, and find that precious unity of life and imagination, that silent outgoing self, which is so easy to loose, but which a high moments seems to start up again from the deepest rhythms of my own body. How often have I had this longing for an infinite walk - of going unimpeded, until the movement of my body as I walk fell into the flight of streets under my feet - until I in my body and the world in its skin of earth were blended into a single act of knowing.

There comes . . . a longing never to travel again except on foot.

Above all, do not lose your desire to walk.

I never weary of great churches. It is my favorite kind of mountain scenery. Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral.

I travel not to go anywhere, but to go.

The civilized man has built a coach, but has lost the use of his feet.

I don't climb mountains. Mountains climb me. The mountain is myself. I climb on myself.

When you reach the top, that's when the climb begins.

The mountains were there and so was I.

Hiking in undiscovered places is a lot of fun.

Doubly happy, however, is the man to whom lofty mountain tops are within reach.