"I keep forgetting those short blessed moments, sometimes due to great tiredness, those brief ecstatic instances when the body, while walking, advances without being aware of itself, almost like a tumbling dead leaf. Especially after a long walk when the fatigue is immense, and you suddenly lose all sensation. Then, as long as the path is well enough laid out and not too steep, you stop looking down, stop thinking altogether, and let your feet find the right places and avoid the pitfalls."

A Philosophy of Walking, Frederic Gros