“You leave because your heart will ache if you stay even if your bones will ache when you go.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“But in all the white, the steady rhythm of heartbeat and bare soles on pavement, I am found.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“The roads called at night, always long and lonesome and winding. She always drove with one hand on the wheel, the windows rolled down, the gas pressed just a little too far. This was her way of running when her legs couldn’t carry her fast enough.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“Maybe our bodies are just hearts with legs and that’s why we’re so quick to run.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“I want to stop running away from everything. I want to find something to run toward.”— Hannah Harrington, amazon.com
“Maybe instead of running in the morning, I'll go for a walk. Slow it down a little. Talk to the mailman. That seems like a good way to start the day.”— Dan Fogelman, Randall, Sterling K. Brown, imdb.com
“I am tired of running of having to carry my life like it was a basket of eggs.”— William Faulkner, amazon.com
“Of course it hurts knowing how this is all so wrong of me, this constant need for movement, even backward”— Carlie Hoffman, narrativemagazine.com
“I don’t run to burn calories. I run because of how running makes me feel.”— Erin Heger, thoughtcatalog.com
“I have to remember that feelings won’t kill me. But running from them can.”— Zara Barrie, elitedaily.com
“You're scared. I can see it in your eyes. I hear it in your shaking voice. And I can feel it as I reach for you and you pull away. But you deserve this. We both do.”— Kirsten Corley, facebook.com
“Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!”— Lewis Carrol, amazon.com
“But the woman came to her then. The woman with hair of red like roses, hair of white like snowfall. She was young and old. She was blind and could see everything. She spoke softly, in whispers, but her voice carried across the mountain ranges like sleeping giants, the cities lit like fairies and the…”— Francesca Lia Block, amazon.com
“It's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.”— Khaled Hosseini, amazon.com
“As Feyisa Lilesa of Ethiopia crossed the finish line in his silver-medal marathon run at the Rio Olympics on Sunday, he raised his arms and crossed them in an X, a gesture of protest against his country’s government that he said could get him killed if he returned home.”— Daniel Victor, nytimes.com
“You try to plant roots, but you weren’t born with seeds; you were born with wings, so you do what you do best – you leave.”— Becca Martin, thoughtcatalog.com