#walk

Garraty wondered how it would be, to lie in the biggest, dustiest library silence of all, dreaming endless, thoughtless dreams behind your gummed-down eyelids, dressed forever in your Sunday suit. No worries about money, success, fear, joy, pain, sorrow, sex, or love. Absolute zero. No father, mother, girlfriend, lover. The dead are orphans. No company but the silence like a moth's wing. An end to the agony of movement, to the long nightmare of going down the road. The body in peace, stillness, and order. The perfect darkness of death. How would that be? Just how would that be? ↗

— Stephen King

#dying #pain #stress #walk #death

Given the way his night had been going so far, he didn't have time to go to jail. ↗

— Christine Warren

#walker #werewolves #werewolves

There are only old people here. ↗

— Christie Walker Bos

#goodbye-blues #hello-love #love

Man is a creature who walks in two worlds and traces upon the walls of his cave the wonders and the nightmare experiences of his spiritual pilgrimage. ↗

— Morris West

#creature #experiences #his #man #nightmare

How can you tell? That I like books, I mean. The look on your face when you walked in, somehow I doubted you were that impressed by me. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#first-impressions #walking

At heart, I have always been a coper, I've mostly been able to walk around with my wounds safely hidden, and I've always stored up my deep depressive episodes for the weeks off when there was time to have an abbreviated version of a complete breakdown. But in the end, I'd be able to get up and on with it, could always do what little must be done to scratch by. ↗

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

#walking

In silent movies, they tended to put the camera down, and everybody walked in front of it and acted, and then they all walked off. Cutting was quite infrequent. ↗

— Bruce Beresford

#camera #cutting #down #everybody #front

We may ignore, but we can nowhere evade the presence of God. The world is crowded with Him. He walks everywhere incognito. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#walking

my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#mourning #walking

I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying. ↗

— Charles Chaplin

#rain #walking