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Quotes About Movement

It isn't fashionable to say this these days, but a willingness to go into the streets shows a commitment to democracy. And Canadian democracy, like so many others, was born in good part on the streets in the middle of the nineteenth century. It could be argued that the general
~ John Ralston Saul
the entire Vietnam peace movement had been KGB funded, as were many journalism departments.
~ John Ringo
out of the truck: he
~ John Sandford
There are only four ways to move heat around: convection, conduction, transport, or radiation.
~ John Sandford
Lucas was starting to feel like a yo-yo, and Iowa City was the finger.
~ John Sandford
Shay heard the yellow tennis balls on the walker's front legs swishing.
~ John Sandford
His progress was more lateral than forward.
~ John Scalzi
Until recent centuries, almost all human beings walked or ran a considerable distance every day, and this has perhaps been the primary time for meditation. To awaken our sense of who we are, it's important, whenever possible, to get out and walk every day—and also to turn that simple act of ambulation into the sublime experience of walking meditation.
~ Unknown
I saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation- a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any Here. They spoke quietly of how they wanted to go someday, to move about, free and unanchored, not toward something but away from something. I saw this look and heard this yearning everywhere in every states I visited. Nearly every American hungers to move.
~ John Steinbeck
On neighbors looking over his camper:] I saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation--a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any here... nearly every American hungers to move.
~ John Steinbeck
A stilted heron labored up into the air and pounded down the river.
~ John Steinbeck
I saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation—a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any Here. They spoke quietly of how they wanted to go someday, to move about, free and unanchored, not toward something but away from something.
~ John Steinbeck
I seen turtles all my life. They're always goin' someplace. They always seem to want to get there.
~ John Steinbeck
The Western States are nervous under the beginning change. Need is the stimulus to concept, concept to action. A half-million people moving over the country; a million more resting, ready to move; ten million more feeling the first nervousness.
~ John Steinbeck
A blanket of herring clouds was rolling in from the east.
~ John Steinbeck
People moving [...] Movin' cause they got to [...] Movin' cause they want sompin better'n what they got. An' that's the on'y way they'll ever git it.
~ John Steinbeck
and the night moved restlessly about the house.
~ John Steinbeck
Without travel, writing dies.
~ John Steinbeck
Saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation—a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any here. They spoke quietly of how they wanted to go someday, to move about, free and unanchored, not toward something but away from something.
~ John Steinbeck
Kaip greitai nakt? lekia mintys po kojom šerkšnui girgždant.
~ John Steinbeck
Doc awakened very slowly and clumsily like a fat man getting out of a swimming pool. (chap 32)
~ John Steinbeck
Ji tartum žuv?dra - skrenda v?jo nešama, o pati sparnais neplasnoja.
~ John Steinbeck
I saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation—a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any Here. They spoke quietly of how they wanted to go someday, to move about, free and unanchored, not toward something but away from something. I saw this look and heard this yearning everywhere in every state I visited. Nearly every American hungers to move.
~ John Steinbeck
Although this block of brick three-stories is just like the one he left, something in it makes him happy; the steps and windowsills seem to twitch and shift in the corner of his eye, alive. This illusion trips him. His hands lift of their own and he feels the wind on his ears even before, his heels hitting heavily on the pavement at first but with an effortless gathering out of a kind of sweet panic growing lighter and quicker and quieter, he runs. Ah: runs. Runs.
~ John Updike