Death is a doorway. It is a very small, thin doorway and only a portion of our being can walk through.
There are so many different walks of life, so many different personalities in the world. And no longer do you have to be a chameleon and try and adapt to that environment - you can truly be yourself.
Every animal that walks the earth, or swims, or flies is precious beyond description, something so rare and wonderful that it equals the stars or the ocean or the mind of man.
All at once I felt so vain, like a girl posturing for the crowds as she walks along, only to discover the street is empty.
I would never walk off any show.
Walk so silently that the bottoms of your feet become ears
A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up that reads, Low Bridge Ahead. Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead of him and he gets stuck under the bridge. Cars are backed up for miles. Finally a police car comes up. The cop gets out of his car and walks to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says, Got stuck, huh? The truck driver says, No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of gas.
Trust me-the day I'm not into football, I'll walk away.
I simply couldn't walk away from [ The Nightingale].
If someone walks away from me, I just let them walk, and I move on to the next person.
The boy who walks in the light.
The beauty of a movie is that you walk in, you don't know anything about it, you enter a world that's new to you, and that's the magic of being transported.
When you walk with someone, something unspoken happens. Either you match their pace or they match yours.
How blessed I am that I can walk beside you, lean upon you, and live within the warmth of your love. . .
They who live in history only seemed to walk the earth again.
I started dancing before I could talk. Other babies learn to stand and then walk - I just danced.
That’s the tricky thing about love. It walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, and smells like a duck. But after you sleep with it a month or so, or get dumped at the altar by it, it starts smelling more like a skunk.
Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty look, repeats his words, Remembers me of his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form
The Britain I love works with its friends and neighbours it doesn't walk away from them.
If someone gets up and walks out of the movie, it means it's really affected them.