Quotes About Movement

hatchway with both hands, took a breath, glanced up, across the rows of tanks, half-tracks, and armored trucks moving into line. He watched as the oil trucks moved away

with one goal, seeking information of some movement of the enemy, whether anyone was shifting

A small step forward is better than one back.

Sophie did something Shaw had never seen a cyclist do. While still in motion she swung her left leg over the frame, leaving her right foot on the pedal. She glided forward, standing on that foot, perfectly balanced. Just before stopping, she hopped off. A choreographed dismount.

surging around the track, or through city traffic

Grand Central Station

They [the dogs] danced in excited harmany... From The Cutting Edge.

le monde est émotion à l'état pur, allant et venant entre ses créatures.

Inertes exceto quando removidos, batiam as asas com fúria entre nossos dedos e então voavam para se agarrar novamente a qualquer coisa, inertes outra vez

The thing about mass transportation is that it transports the masses.

Say nice things about your body, dress it up, and take it out. Give it hot sex, luxurious baths, and massages. Move it, stretch it, nourish it, hydrate it, pay attention to it—The better our bodies feel, the happier and more productive we are.

There were no safe places in life. That's why you had to keep moving

Her gloom and loneliness forgotten as she found peace in the strength and stillness of her movement up the mixed terrain of the North Face.

Maybe it was inertia -or worse, fear- that was keeping me in the same place.

took him to a rink. Andy had watched the other skaters

Going with the flow is soothing but risky.

as for exercise! why, you'll get more exercise, sitting down on that ship, than you would turning somersaults on dry land.

We live in a silent explosion, Everything is flying away from everything else... flying away... flying away...

It was a rebellion she led, a rebellion for rather than against.

He pictured them in his room, shadows, dark upon dark, Beans's penlight like a starflake moving in the darkness...

Little kids on pastel bikes pedaled furiously, churning the heat to butter...

Automobiles and horse wagons filled the streetcar's wake, and Rye stood at that intersection for a long time, staring at the tracks. The whole country was laced together with tracks. He could get on a train and end up in New York City if he wanted, and this felt like another reverie, or a premonition. The world was becoming a single place.

on the street they moved with purpose, at different speeds but in straight lines, like a thousand bullets fired at a thousand different angles from a thousand different guns. All of these people moving in the way they thought right . . .

Is there any place we're not moving through? Disoriented, lost, at sea, at odds, astray, adrift, bewildered, confused, uprooted, turned around. I'm related to these related terms. These words are my abode, my only foothold.