The 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. TrevelyanI never knew a man go for an honest day's walk for whatever distance, great or small, and not have his reward in the repossession of his soul.
G. M. TrevelyanThe best job goes to the person who can get it done without passing the buck or coming back with excuses.
G. M. TrevelyanBefore modern times there was Walking, but not the perfection of Walking, because there was no tea.
G. M. Trevelyan