I was a football player at college and dislocated my thumb. I was out for a bit and passed the theatre and saw some lovely drama students walking into an audition for 'Much Ado About Nothing' and thought: 'That's what I'll do when I recover. ' I joined that production and was hooked.
Walking on camera is damn hard. It's a Jewish problem. The rangy stride across the blasted moor is not really a Jewish thing.
Fear is the polio of the soul which prevents our walking by faith.
Why can't everything be as easy as walking into H&M and putting a week's worth of clothes on a credit card?
As we're leaving the King's Arms Hotel after Sunday lunch, I watch a beautiful white dove walking down the wet road. A car approaches and the bird accidentally turns into the wheel rather than away from it. A gentle crunch. The car passes. A shape like a discarded napkin left in the road. Still perfectly white, no red stains, but bearing no relation anymore to the shape of a bird. A trail of white feathers flutter down the road after the car. The suddeness is very upsetting. That gentle crunch.
Once the day is over in volleyball, I leave the court and no one sees or hears from me for the rest of the day. I like to keep work at work. It's pretty easy for me to live a pretty normal life. I like to coach and I like to sit in a crowd at a baseball game. No one really recognizes me unless I'm walking around a beach half-naked in a suit with my name on it. Of course, I have it easier than Kerri. When you're 6-3 you tend to stick out a little bit.
Very often, you know, you stop walking because you say, 'Well, I'm tired of climbing this hill. I'm never going to get to the top. ' And you're only two steps from the top.
Walking is the only way proven to stave off cognitive decline - it works.
You got to always take advantage of getting your room cleaned. You may think it's nice not to have anybody in your room, like your privacy's not being invaded. But there's nothing like walking back into a clean room. You've got to remember that.
Everyone had clearly spent far too long perfecting their appearance. I used to feel intimidated by people like this; now I see them as walking insecurity beacons, slaves to the perceived judgment of others, trapped within a self- perpetuating circle of crushing status anxiety.
Remember that breath walking - as with any meditation technique - should not be pursued with a grim determination to 'get it right. ' The point is to cultivate openness, relaxation and awareness, which can include awareness of your undisciplined, wandering mind.
I can get around pretty easily. People don't expect to see me walking around.
You can't leave a footprint that lasts if you're always walking on tiptoe.
Plots come to me at such odd moments, when I am walking along the street, or examining a hat shop… suddenly a splendid idea comes into my head.
A sedentary life is the real sin against the Holy Spirit. Only those thoughts that come by walking have any value.
Are you ready boots? Start Walking. . . . . never look back. # artforfreedom # revolutionoflove
I'm quite convinced that cooking is the only alternative to film making. Maybe there's also another alternative, that's walking on foot.
No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won't hurt
Walking along the crowded row He met the one he used to know.
One day [when I relapsed] I walked into a store and saw a little bottle of Jack Daniel's. And then that voice - I call it the 'lower power' - goes, 'Hey. Just a taste. Just one. ' I drank it, and there was that brief moment of 'Oh, I'm okay!' But it escalated so quickly. Within a week I was buying so many bottles I sounded like a wind chime walking down the street.