There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it trans — Kristin Armstrong
Download Customize

There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it transcends the mind. A bit further yet, and what you have before you, laid bare, is the soul.

— Kristin Armstrong
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
running

More “Running” Quotes

Time is passing : not leaden steppingBut sprinting on winged feet,Quick silver slipping by. — Richard L. Ratliff
You got one guy going boom, one guy going whack, and one guy not getting in the endzone. — John Madden
This means that I don't have to run faster than the psychotic-maniac-vampire-cannibal, I just have to run faster than wh — Jim Benton, Okay, So Maybe I Do Have Superpowers
Patches don’t look it, but when attached to your soul they can get pretty heavy. They go over the holes in your soul, li — Nathan Reese Maher, Lights Out: Book 2
The shadow self is what lies beneath the makeup. It’s those ugly parts that you haven’t accepted about yourself. You hid — Nathan Reese Maher, Lights Out: Book 2
Because I am, just as you are you. We don’t always get to pick who we are, Shelly Wynn, but we can choose to celebrate i — Nathan Reese Maher, Lights Out: Book 2
There’s nothing wrong with you at all. Sometimes people say or do things that are mean because there's something the mat — Nathan Reese Maher, Lights Out: Book 2
I’m afraid they’re not coming.” Abby said fearfully. “Our parents, our teachers – everyone! They’ve disappeared. That’s — Nathan Reese Maher, Lights Out: Book 2
Lydia displays her right hand and instantly bathed the room with a blinding light. It lasted only a moment before it dre — Nathan Reese Maher
It’s no big deal. It’s kind of like a tattoo. It won’t hurt, not too much, just a few stitches and it’ll be all over. It — Nathan Reese Maher, Lights Out: Book 2
Aloha Oukou. It looked like your soul was escaping so I put you in a tree. — Nathan Reese Maher, Lights Out: Book 2
She could spin it between her legs, skip with it, twirl it around her neck and transfer it from one arm to the other. Sh — Nathan Reese Maher, Lights Out: Book 2