"Life was very different when you walked through it."  

"Now that he accepted the slowness of himself, he took pleasure in the distance he covered."  

"Maybe you saw even more than the land when you got out of the car and used your feet."   

"Walking the road already travelled was even harder. It was like not moving at all. It was worse; like eating into a part of himself."  

"It was hard to understand a little and then walk away."   

"Beginnings could happen more than once, or in different ways."   

He needed the very famous actor to know that you could be ordinary and attempt something extraordinary, without being able to explain it in a logical way."

-- Rachel Joyce, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry