Rebecca Solnit, Wanderlust: A History Of Walking Quotes
Language is like a road, it cannot be perceived all at once because it unfolds in time, whether heard or read. This narrative or temporal element has made writing and walking resemble each other.
A path is a prior interpretation of the best way to traverse a landscape.
The magic of the street is the mingling of the errand and the epiphany.
A labyrinth is a symbolic journey . . . but it is a map we can really walk on, blurring the difference between map and world.
If the body is the register of the real, then reading with one's feet is real in a way reading with one's eyes alone is not.
... a certain kind of wanderlust can only be assuaged by the acts of the body itself in motion, not the motion of the car, boat, or plane.
Earlier 18th-century literary language was not supple enough to connect the life of the imagination to that of the street.
Drifting across the vast space, silent except for wind and footsteps, I felt uncluttered and unhurried for the first time in a while, already on desert time.
...I fear their false urgency, their call to speed, their insistence that travel is less important than arrival...