A good friend is someone who gets ya drunk and then walks ya home afterwards.
Cold metal walks across my forehead, spiders search for my heart. It is a light that goes out in my mouth.
Make walks in the nights to benefit from the education of silence!
You can set off bells when you walk out of a drugstore or department store with a tagged item.
We must never underestimate our power to be wrong when talking about God, when thinking about God, when imagining God, whether in prose or in poetry. A generous orthodoxy, in contrast to the tense, narrow, or controlling orthodoxies of so much of Christian history, doesn't take itself too seriously. It is humble. It doesn't claim too much. It admits it walks with a limp.
However constant the visitations of sickness and bereavement, the fall of the year is most thickly strewn with the fall of human life. Everywhere the spirit of some sad power seems to direct the time; it hides from us the blue heavens, it makes the green wave turbid; it walks through the fields, and lays the damp ungathered harvest low; it cries out in the night wind and the shrill hail; it steals the summer bloom from the infant cheek; it makes old age shiver to the heart; it goes to the churchyard, and chooses many a grave.
When someone new walks into a room, the first thing we notice about that person is probably their gender. And the second things is what they're wearing. And based on what they're wearing, we start making certain assumptions about them.
A walk is as good as a home run.
I and a friend of mine called Mannon talked together, and we both decided to walk this journey.
You don't go through a bloodbath like this and then walk away from it.
It's easy to make money. You put up the sign Bank and someone walks in and hands you his money. The façade is everything.
The man who consecrates his hours by vigorous effort, and an honest aim, at once he draws the sting of life and Death; he walks with nature; and her paths are peace.
Walk boldly through your life with an open, broken heart.
Reality is what trips you up when you walk around with your eyes closed.
Most of the appearance of mirth in the world is not mirth, it is art. The wounded spirit is not seen, but walks under a disguise.
I'm not perfect in my walk but I want to do the right thing.
There's only a short walk from the hallelujah to the hoot.
The tucked-up sempstress walks with hasty strides, While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides.
President O[bama] talks the talk and then walks a completely different walk. I would call him the divider-in-chief.
The boy who walks in the light.