walking [Theme] Page 4

Night lonely walks? Yes, they're beautiful. When I walk, they begin to notice and houses, and people.

Hunting differs little from Hiking in the woods.
The resemblance is there, just hunt always ends with blood.

I wanted to spend the evening in the company of a small group of five people, and now I have to get lost in the crowd of six.

If you walk without any purpose, go where nice.

Walking on the street, and the invisible hand holds a loaded gun at your temple. And every time you hope that the gun will fire, begging for it. But nothing happens, and you, as if nothing had happened, continue your step.

I like to walk where no one, desolate place... Such a memorable experience...

For some reason when just walking, interesting places to come across much less frequently than if you hurry and do not have the opportunity to slow down and look around.

I love here so go down the street, thinking about the soul, I thought, walking down the street and thinking about the soul.

Brittany Falconcrest was not stopping. When she passed late crocuses covered with frost, it dawned that there are two kinds of walks. First - when you walk out the door and know that soon will come back. Second - when you're sure you never come back.

- Colt, where are you?
- Yes, anywhere... It's just another unmotivated walk with bare ass in the moonlight, so like the filmmakers.

After kite on bicycles race down the mountain
Through the flowering trees, circling the sleepy courtyards.
April morning, fluttering ribbons in the hair,
Unbuttoned jacket flying through the sky like sails...
Abandoned bicycles, shoes hastily discarded in the wet grass.
Race down the slopes to the sea cool blue...
Balancing on the narrow parapet, running for the edge of the earth,
To feed the gulls, take on the horizon ships.

Sometimes I'm out walking at dusk through the woods to twilight mountains. I watch as the world falls the darkness, and fills all the white light of eternity...

- You want to walk in this heat, miss Mary? Is this reasonable?
- No, but at my age I'm entitled to stupidity.

Without knowing it, Tiana is now very close to the wisdom that some women are only aware in his old age, and some do not understand ever. And the wisdom of this is wonderful and a great gentleman, who, having withdrawn you walk the dark alleys and stumbled there on the evil thieves in the fierce battle, dispersed them all. But how much more wonderful and profound that man, the one who will lead you to walk in the light of the alley, will not find there any of the robbers, but the feed of ice cream and is a courtly conversation.