Before modern times there was Walking, but not the perfection of Walking, because there was no tea.
G. M. TrevelyanThere is no orthodoxy in walking. It is a land of many paths and no-paths, where every one goes his own and is right.
G. M. TrevelyanThe chorus-ending from Aristophanes, raised every night from every ditch that drains into the Mediterranean, hoarse and primeval as the raven's croak, is one of the grandest tunes to walk by. Or on a night in May, one can walk through the too rare Italian forests for an hour on end and never be out of hearing of the nightingale's song.
G. M. Trevelyan