Walked Quotes
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Generations to come, it may well be, will scarce believe that such a man as this one ever in flesh and blood walked upon this Earth.
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More Walked Quotes
In Africa a thing is true at first light and a lie by noon and you have no more respect for it than for the lovely, perfect wood-fringed lake you see across the sun-baked salt plain. You have walked across that plain in the morning and you know that no such lake is there. But now it is there absolutely true, beautiful and believable.
ernest hemingway— Ch. 10 (True at First Light (1999))
Now I know many of you today walked in with numbers already swimming in your heads: 360, 16x9, 1080, 8.2 GHz. Well, we'd like to add one more number to the mix. And that number is two.
reggie fils-aime— Source: E³ 2005 Press Event
— Reference to the big numbers in hardware power and specifications that Microsoft and Sony had mentioned about their upcoming video game consoles
— '2' refers to Nintendo having sold two billion games since the NES
I said: "A tiger does not proclaim his tigritude, he pounces". In other words: a tiger does not stand in the forest and say: "I am a tiger". When you pass where the tiger has walked before, you see the skeleton of the duiker, you know that some tigritude has been emanated there.
wole soyinka— Janheinz Jahn (trans. Oliver Coburn and Ursula Lehrburger), A History of Neo-African Literature (1968, pp. 265-6).
— Explaining, in Berlin in 1964, a criticism of the concept of négritude he had made at a conference in Kampala in 1962.
How would your life be different if … You walked away from gossip and verbal defamation? Let today be the day … You speak only the good you know of other people and encourage others to do the same.
steve maraboli— p. 109 (Life, the Truth, and Being Free (2010))
I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side: By our own spirits are we deified: We Poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
william wordsworth— Stanza 7. (Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey (1798))
The idea (for the painting ‘Room in New York’, 1932, ed.) had been in my mind a long time before I painted it. It was suggested by glimpses of lighted interiors seen as I walked along city streets at night, probably near the district where I live (Washington Square, New York, fh) although it’s no particular street or house, but is really a synthesis of many impressions.
Edward Hopper— 'Such a Life'’, in Life 102, August 1935, p. 48
She walked down the aisle with all eyes on her and she glowed Someone chose her above all other women they had known I can only wonder what it must be like to be so perfect in a lover's eyes, the only one they see Well, it’s never been me, the chosen one It’s never been me If ever I see a chosen one I feel ugly
happy rhodes— "Chosen One" - YouTube video
As discontinuity marched into the world of phenomena through one door, causality walked out through another.
james jeans— In Physics and Philosophy (1942)
One night as I walked in the desert the mountains rode on my shoulders and the sky became my heart , and the earth - my own body, I explored. Every object began to wink at me, and Mira wisely calculated thinking, My charms must be at their height now would be a good time to rush into his arms, maybe He won't drop me so quick.
— Mira Bai, Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West
Just then, with a wink and a sly normal lurch, The owl very gravely got down from his perch, walked round, and regarded his fault-finding critic (Who thought he was stuffed) with a glance analytic.
james thomas fields— The Owl-Critic, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
But the wildest of all the wild animals was the Cat. He walked by himself, and all places were alike to him.
— 1902 Just So Stories,'The Cat That Walked By Himself'.
Her suffering ended with the day,Yet lived she at its close,And breathed the long, long night awayIn statue-like repose.But when the sun in all his stateIllumed the eastern skies,She passed through Glory's morning-gate,And walked in Paradise.
james aldrich— A Death-Bed, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). Compare: Thomas Hood, The Death Bed, p. 591; Phoebe Cary, The Wife, p. 171.
"But he has nothing on at all," said a little child at last. "Good heavens! listen to the voice of an innocent child," said the father, and one whispered to the other what the child had said. "But he has nothing on at all," cried at last the whole people. That made a deep impression upon the emperor, for it seemed to him that they were right; but he thought to himself, "Now I must bear up to the end." And the chamberlains walked with still greater dignity, as if they carried the train which did not exist.
hans christian andersen— The Emperor's New Clothes
Engvall: Yesterday, my son was out in the yard playing with his friend, and he hit his friend. I walked up to him, and I said, "Hey..." (pantomimes hitting his son) "We don't hit". He looked at me like, "Here's your sign, Dad".
bill engvall— Cheap Drunk: An Autobiography (2002)
One of the sayings of Diogenes was that most men were within a finger’s breadth of being mad; for if a man walked with his middle finger pointing out, folks would think him mad, but not so if it were his forefinger.
diogenes laërtius— Diogenes, 6.
That is unusual, to look like you had just walked out of a fairy tale. She had nothing human about her, just mystery.
edie sedgwick— Ivy Nicholson, a former Factory regular, as quoted in Edie : Girl On Fire (2006) by David Weisman and Melissa Painter
And thou hast walked about (how strange a story!)In Thebes's streets three thousand years ago,When the Memnonium was in all its glory.
horace smith— Address to the Mummy at Belzoni's Exhibition, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
I walked until midnight in the storm, then I went home and took a sauna for an hour and a half. It was all clear. I listened to my heart and saw if there were any signs of my destiny in the sky, and there were none — there were just snowflakes.
pierre trudeau— Recounting a "walk in the snow" at a news conference announcing his resignation (29 February 1984)
So on and onwe walked without thinking of restpassing craters, passing fire,under the rocking sky of '41tottering crazy on its smoking columns.
yevgeny yevtushenko— "The Companion" (1954), line 45; Robin Milner-Gulland and Peter Levi (trans.) Selected Poems (London: Penguin, 2008) p. 58.
And she walked away in silence, It's strange, how you never know, But we'd both gotten what we'd asked for, Such a long, long time ago.
harry chapin— Taxi
And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man, a clever servant, insufferable master. There is the trap that catches noblest spirits, that caught they say God, when he walked on earth.
robinson jeffers— "Shine, Perishing Republic" (1939)
For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed; And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky. So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of him that walked the waves.
john milton— Line 166. (Lycidas (1637))
My back was up against the wall And you slowly just walked away You never really heard my call When I cried out that way With my face against the sun You pointed out for me to go Then you said I was the one Had to reap what you did sow.
van morrison— These Dreams of You
But considering that I walked in expecting no complexity at all, let alone the visual wonderments, 'Snow White and the Huntsman' is a considerable experience .
— Roger Ebert, in Snow White and the Huntsman
I walked into a honky tonk just the other day. I put a nickel in the jukebox just to hear it play.
— "Juke Box Blues", written by Maybelle Carter and Helen Carter, famously sung by June Carter Cash
I have walked my way since the beginning of time . Sometimes I give , sometimes I take, it is mine to know which and when!
— Excalibur (1981), written by Rospo Pallenberg and John Boorman, based on Le Morte d'Arthur by Thomas Malory
The true test of our devotion to freedom is just beginning. I have walked that long road to freedom. I have tried not to falter; I have made missteps along the way.
— Nelson Mandela, in Ebony Jan 1995, p.127
So on this windy sea of land, the Fiend walked up and down alone bent on his prey.
john milton— 1665 Paradise Lost (published1667), bk.3, l.440-1.
