Top 63 Walking Toward Quotes
#1. The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Jean Cocteau
#2. Someone walking toward you is such a simple, happy-to-be-alive thing.
Deb Caletti
#3. Okay, baby?
Riordan was walking toward me. I realized he was talking to me.
Josh Lanyon
#4. I hate that name," Mr. Grey said, walking toward the dragon's head statue. It was taller than he was, formed eerily from the stalactites and stalagmites of the cavern wall. "I wanted to be Mr. Purple. I like purple.
G. Norman Lippert
#5. I stared at Kate in disbelief.
"I know, I know," she said, walking toward me, hands raised as if to calm a dangerous beast.
"She's not coming," I said.
"She's coming."
"She can't."
"She's coming.
Kenneth Oppel
#6. Denim miniskirt. Tight white T-shirt. Scooped neck. Extraordinarily olive skin. Legs that make you care about legs. Perfectly coiffed curly brown hair. A laminated button reading ME FOR PROM QUEEN. Lacey Pemberton. Walking toward us.
John Green
#7. She started walking toward me and perfect white teeth caught her full bottom lip between them. I'd fantasized about those lips way too many times. She'd barely covered up her long tanned legs with a pair of shorts that made me want to go to church this Sunday just to thank God for creating her.
Abbi Glines
#8. To be sure, it was not Easter Sunday but Holy Saturday, but, the more I reflect on it, the more this seems to be fitting for the nature of our human life: we are still awaiting Easter; we are not yet standing in the full light but walking toward it full of trust.
Pope Benedict XVI
#9. I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.
Cassandra Clare
#10. God deals only with truth and the truth will set you free, but it will hurt so badly first. Sobering up will be like walking toward my own crucifixion.
Glennon Doyle Melton
#11. Am I walking toward something I should be running away from?
Shirley Jackson
#12. So you traded up?" I asked, walking toward the car and opening the door. "Do you treat your relationships in the same way?"
"Yes," Ethan gravely said. "And I spent four hundred years shopping before I met you.
Chloe Neill
#13. Chuck Parson walking toward us with some intent. Chuck Parson did not participate in organized sports, because to do so would distract from the larger goal of his life: to one day be convicted of homicide.
John Green
#14. I am walking toward a bright light and the nearer I get the brighter it is.
Dwight L. Moody
#15. You're here," he said simply.
"Do I know you?" I asked, which came out more haughtily than I had intended.
"You will," he answered, kicking off the tree and walking toward me. "After all, you're wearing my locket. And I've been waiting for you.
Delilah S. Dawson
#16. If you are on the Path, and see the Buddha walking toward you, kill him.
Allen Greenfield
#17. I could not imagine that the future I was walking toward could compare in any way to the past that I was leaving behind.
Nelson Mandela
#18. I'm in the dark as to how close to an edge or transition to a new ocean and climate regime we might me. But I know which way we are walking. We are walking toward the cliff.
Terry Joyce
#19. Because from the moment he'd pulled her out of that mine in Endovier and she had set those eyes upon him, still fierce despite a year in hell, he'd been walking toward this, walking to her.
Sarah J. Maas
#20. She's walking toward me, and every step brings her close to my grasp. To the moment when I'll never let her go.
Alexa Riley
#21. I start walking toward my bike with renewed purpose.
"I don't think I need any help to knock on a door."
Carlos yells, "Be careful, my friend. The problem with knocking on doors is you're never quite sure who's going to be on the other side.
Greg Logsted
#22. Her daughter had given her a puff of a marijuana cigarette once, but after all the hot pads on the counter started walking toward her, she got scared and never tried it again. So dope was out.
Fannie Flagg
#23. The Secret Revelation of John opens, again, in crisis. The disciple John, grieving Jesus' death, is walking toward the temple when he meets a Pharisee who mocks him for having been deceived by a false messiah. These taunts echoed John's own fear and doubt.
Elaine Pagels
#24. Mia is walking away, walking toward the other end of the bridge. Without me.
I get it now.
I have to make good on my promise. To let her go. To really let her go. To let us both go.
Gayle Forman
#25. It's too late," she said, her voice trembling. "You are not the beautiful innocent vagabond walking toward me under the dogwood blossoms, with his trunks and his head full of worthless notions. And I am not the beloved, cherished ladies' maid ...
Geraldine Brooks
#26. She was walking toward the house as happy and stupid as I'd ever seen her. She might as well be shitting rainbows from the look on her face.
Donna Augustine
#27. She wasn't precisely sure what she was walking toward but she wouldn't have turned around for the world.
Patrick DeWitt
#28. Cullan was already inside her room, walking toward her. The sliding door was reduced to shards.
"I asked you nicely." Cullan said in a loud voice. "Why won't you even-"
"Is swearing nice to you?"
"You riled me up!"
"You kissed another woman!
Nicholaa Spencer
#29. Faith is catching a glimpse of a beacon piercing the fog of life and walking toward it, never knowing if heading in the right direction, but pressing onward.
Tom Hallman Jr.
#30. One day, soon after the Buddha's enlightenment, a man saw the Buddha walking toward him. The man had not heard of the Buddha, but he could see that there was something different about the man who was approaching, so he was moved to ask, Are you a god?
Steve Hagen
#31. Don't, Mom." I begin walking toward her, but I can see the mist forming in her eyes. "No, no, no." By the time I reach her, it's too late. She's bawling. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's crying. Not because it makes me emotional, but because it annoys the hell out of me. And it's awkward.
Colleen Hoover
#32. There was just a speck in the center of this T-shirt. But the speck grew larger - became a shirtless man walking toward the viewer - and pretty soon you could see the rapidly approaching man's face. Vladimir Putin.
Dan Simmons
#33. Tommy would never look at me like that, except maybe if I were walking toward him butt naked carrying a heaping plate of bacon.
Beth Ehemann
#34. When my son was 3 years old - I'll never forget this - there was this homeless guy walking toward us, and my son looked at me, and he said, 'Who's your buddy?'
Al Madrigal
#35. Wholehearted living is not like trying to reach a destination. It's like walking toward a star in the sky. We never really 'arrive,' but we certainly know that we're heading in the right direction.
Brene Brown
#36. I have a free couple of hours," I told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. "There's a very private, very secluded barn in Lookout Hill Park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes."
I heard the smile in his voice. "You want me bad.
Becca Fitzpatrick
#37. Walking toward the light. None of us lives in the light; we can only walk toward it, with the eyes and legs God has given us.
John Updike
#38. It was at that exact moment that I saw Peter walking down the hall toward me. He looked so good. He deserved his own background music.
Jenny Han
#39. He's magnificent!" Maureen sighed, walking to the window and watching Brevan saunter toward the barn.
"He is not a horse, Maury," Genieva reminded.
Marcia Lynn McClure
#40. That is why, walking across a school campus on this particular December morning, I keep searching the sky. As if I expected to see, rather like hearts, a lost pair of kites hurrying toward heaven.
Truman Capote
#41. You ready? And PS, the next time you want someone to mark a hundred acres of territory, that's all you. Denver shot him a hostile glare before slinging his legs off the sofa and getting up, then walking barefoot toward the bedrooms.
Dannika Dark
#42. Simon's dark eyes were serious. "I trust you," he said "I don't trust him." He cut his glance toward Jace, who was walking a few paces ahead of them, apparently conversing with the cat. Clary wondered what they were talking about. Politics? Opera? The high price of tuna?
Cassandra Clare
#43. You make choices every day and almost every hour that keep you walking in the light or moving away toward darkness.
Henry B. Eyring
#44. Ava glanced over at Napoleon, who was walking back toward them. She smirked at Juliet and said, "Sweetie, you are *not* the one.
Jay Fingers
#45. And quickly my mom put her arm around my shoulders and spun me back toward the car, walking quickly, and I was like, "Mom, what's wrong?" And she said, "We can't eavesdrop, Hazel.
John Green
#46. So he was handsome. That fact did nothing to soften her feelings toward the walking interference she studied across the room.
Eliza Lloyd
#47. My earliest memory is dreamlike: in a small orchard or garden I am carried on the arm, I believe, of my father; there was a group of grown-ups, my mother among them, and the group was slowly walking in the orchard, it seems toward the house.
Immanuel Velikovsky
#48. If you look over in that direction, like two hundred yards, you will see some birds walking. Never drive the boat toward where the birds are walking. First rule of navigation.
John D. MacDonald
#49. My life was shit until a few hours ago. My heart only started beating again when I saw you walking up the stairs toward me.
Katy Regnery
#50. Walking with Murphy
through the bone-freezing chill
toward the bus stop,
I start shivering.
And somehow,
when he slips his arm around me
to warm me up,
it feels right.
Righter than anything ever has.
Sonya Sones
#51. Heaven is a condition and a sanctified nature toward which all godly striving tends; it is not a place to be found by walking through the right door with a heavenly hall pass.
Terryl L. Givens
#52. Lowered, rearing away from the suit. Georgia laughed. "It is haunted," she said. She held the suit in front of her and waved it back and forth, walking it through the air toward Angus, flapping it at him, a bullfighter with cape. She moaned as she closed in on him, the
Joe Hill
#53. They laughed. It took some effort so they had to stop walking to do it. Then they plodded toward the spiral staircase. It took them five minutes to walk the last two hundred feet. "Thank God," Roger said. "Stairs. Was worried I couldn't go uphill anymore.
Peter Clines
#54. She's a princess and you're a jock," he says. He thrusts his chin toward Bronwyn, then at Nate. "And you're a brain. And you're a criminal. You're all walking teen-movie stereotypes.
Karen M. McManus
#55. Celaena pulled another book toward her and grinned. It was as if someone had read her mind. It was a large black volume entitled The Walking Dead in tarnished silver letters. Thankfully, the captain didn't see the title before she opened it.
Sarah J. Maas
#56. To practice space is thus to repeat the joyful and silent experience of childhood; it is, in a place, to be other and to move toward the other ... Kandinsky dreamed of: 'a great city built according to all the rules of architecture and then suddenly shaken by a force that defies all calculation.
Michel De Certeau
#57. What are you afraid of," she said. "Daylight?"
No. I'm afraid of you. I'm afraid of myself, of whatever it is I'm going to do or say to make it all go wrong. I'm desperately trying to avoid that moment and walking straight toward it, all at the same time.
"I'm just tired," I said.
Jenny Valentine
#58. If you should see/a man/walking
down a crowded street/ talking aloud/ to himself
don't run/in the opposite direction
but run toward him/for he is a poet!
You have nothing to fear/from a poet
but the truth
Ted Joans
#60. coming home" meant, for me, walking step by step toward the One who awaits me with open arms and wants to hold me in an eternal embrace. I
Henri J.M. Nouwen
#61. One has to go away, leave the self. How far must one not arrive in order to write, how far must one wander and wear out and have pleasure? One must walk as far as the night. One's own night. Walking through the self toward dark.
Helene Cixous
#62. You see another who looks thirsty.
Walking over to them, you nudge them on the back.
They look at you, and you gesture toward the lake with your head.
You and the other walk over there, and you are content and you are happy.
You are home.
Amanda Leigh
#63. The road is a strange place. Shuffling along, I looked up and you were there walking across the grass toward my truck on an August day. In retrospect, it seems inevitable - it could not have been any other way
a case of what I call the high probability of the improbable
Robert James Waller
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