Look how you use proud words, When you let proud wordsgo, it is not easy to call them back, They wear long boots, hard boots; they walk off proud; they can't hear you callingö look out how you use proud words.

-Sandburg, Carl
  Slabs of the SunburntWest,'Primer Lesson'.

Before I compose a piece, I walk round it several times, accompanied by myself.

-Satie, Erik Alfred Leslie
Quoted in Bulletin des e¤  ditions musicales (1913).

The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green: he leadeth me the quiet waters by. My soul he doth restore again: and me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, ev'n for his own name's sake. Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, yet will I fear no ill: For thou art with me; and thy rod and staff me comfort still.

-Scottish Metrical Psalms
  Translation of Psalm 23:1^4.

Walk! Not bloody likely. I am going in a taxi.

-Shaw, George Bernard
  Eliza to Freddy. Pygmalion, act 3.

Daisy and Lily, Lazy and silly, Walk by the shore of the wan grass sea,ö Talking once more 'neath a swan-bosomed tree.

-Sitwell, Dame Edith Louisa
  Fa c° ade 'Valse'.

Let us make this country safe to work in. Let us make this a country safe to walk in. Let us make it a country safe to grow up in. Let us make it a country safe to grow old in.

-Thatcher, Margaret HildaThatcher, Baroness
  General election party broadcast, 30 Apr.

Golf is a good walk spoiled.

-Twain, Mark pseudonym of  Samuel Langhorne Clemens
Attributed.

Walk two Oscars behind me.

-Warren, Harry pseudonym of  Salvatore Guaragno
  Comment to Harold Arlen on winning a second Oscar for On the Atchison,Topeka and theSanta Fe. Quoted inTony Thomas HarryWarren.

The age is dull and mean. Men creep, Not walk.

-Whittier,John Greenleaf
  'Lines, Inscribed to Friends UnderArrest forTreason Against the Slave Power', stanza1.

The only possible form of exercise is to talk, not to walk.

-Wilde, Oscar Fingal O'FlahertieWills
Quoted in Alvin Redman The Epigrams of OscarWilde (1952).

And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

-Yeats,W(illiam) B(utler)
  'The Song of Wandering Aengus', l.21^4. Collected in The Wind Among the Reeds (1899).