If you scatter thorns, don't go barefoot.
It is important that students bring a certain rafamuffin, barefoot, irreverence to their studies; they are not here to worship what is known, but to question it.
Ah, that I were free again! Free as when I rode that day, Where the barefoot maiden raked the hay.
Casually elegant. Barefoot elegant. Not ultra fancy. That's what we are striving for here.
Earlier this season, I said I'd walk barefoot from Raleigh to Cary [a nearby city] to not only get in the tournament, but to win a championship. I guess I had to take one [a shot to the groin] for us to do it.
Empty-handed I entered the world Barefoot I leave it. My coming, my going -- Two simple happenings That got entangled.
If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.
Barefoot in the Park.
We heard gunshots. We could see people moving barefoot through the water, with all they could carry, just panicked. It was mayhem.
But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her, barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my window in one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor. She will look in at me with her thin arms extended, offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.
Being naked approaches being revolutionary; going barefoot is mere populism.
My mother did literally hitchhike barefoot to the country store.
It is important that students bring a certain ragamuffin, barefoot irreverence to their studies; they are not here to worship what is known, but to question it.
Coming from a farming background, I saw nothing out of the ordinary in running barefoot, although it seemed to startle the rest of the athletics world. I have always enjoyed going barefoot and when I was growing up I seldom wore shoes, even when I went into town.
I found them uncomfortable and after that I decided to continue running barefoot because I found it more comfortable. I felt more in touch with what was happening - I could actually feel the track.
I no longer run barefoot.
I shall begin my march for Camp tomorrow morning. It was not in my power to move until I could procure shoes for the troops almost barefoot.
Now I'm way into suits that I can put on whether I took a shower or not, and wear barefoot and paint my toes black or whatever color the suit is. It's very cool to wear suits like that. Roll up the sleeves and just say yee-haw.
And barefoot or first thing in the morning, I feel beautiful. Because I feel like me. I didn't always feel that way, but I feel that way now. When somebody just loves you, and when you make somebody happy, when your presence seems to make them happy, you suddenly feel like the most beautiful person in the world.
You watch him walk and it's like he's walking barefoot on glass.
I don't want to go in armed with a bunch of tunes -- I want to go in barefoot and unprepared. It's an ongoing relationship. We like the way he works, and he likes the way we work together, so I don't think it's even a question.