“ We are but faint-hearted crusaders...our expeditions are but tours...half the walk is but retracing our steps. We should go forth on the shortest walks, perchance, in the spirit of stirring adventure,… Henry David Thoreau
“ I am extremely happy walking on the downs...I like to have space to spread my mind out in. Virginia Woolf
“ The whole concatenation of wild and artificial things, the natural ecosystem as modified by people over the centuries, the build environment layered over layers, the eerie mix of sounds and smells and… John R. Stilgoe
“ No Geologist worth anything is permanently bound to a desk or laboratory, but the charming notion that true science can only be based on unbiased observation of nature in the raw is mythology. Creativ… Stephen Jay Gould
“ I never knew I liked to be outside so much. I never knew I liked lochs and views and that, but I could seriously handle living in a cottage by the side of somewhere like this."The Panopticon Jenn Fagan
“ Aim for the chopping block. If you aim for the wood, you will have nothing. Aim past the wood, aim through the wood; aim for the chopping block. Annie Dillard
“ When I asked Father Tom where we find God in this present darkness, he said that God is in creation, and to get outdoors as much as you can. Anne Lamott
“ I stand holding the apple in both hands. It feels precious, like a heavy treasure. I lift it up and smell it. It has such an odour of outdoors on it I want to cry. Margaret Atwood
“ Every step of the walk unburdens us of what we have just seen and thought while it simultaneously thrusts us into the previously unknown. Jeffrey Robinson
“ For brick and mortar breed filth and crime,With a pulse of evil that throbs and beats;And men are whithered before their primeBy the curse paved in with the lanes and streets.And lungs are poisoned an… George Washington Sears
“ I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade imaginable offset by autumnal flashes of red and yellow. Wendy Delsol
“ It can't be more than a quarter of a mile to the finish, but it seems to go on forever. Do I really have to do this? My legs are entirely dead. Would it really matter if I stopped here?But I know I'd… Richard Askwith
“ He stood there a moment, listened to the creek, and let the mountain air blow against his face. Even with all this heartache, it was beautiful here. Eowyn Ivey
“ Maybe freedom really is nothing left to lose. You had it once in childhood, when it was okay to climb a tree, to paint a crazy picture and wipe out on your bike, to get hurt. The spirit of risk gradua… Peter Heller
“ As the saturating colors of sun-life fade from sight, the ominous moon reaches out its long arm and applies the dark dyes of night. Daniel J. Rice
