" He wasn’t walking to find his own identity, or to rediscover a disguised singularity, or to get a rest from shuffling masks; but walking long distances to find in himself the man from another age, the first man. Walking, but not as one might go to the desert to escape the world and its horrors, purified by solitude, prepared for one’s celestial destiny. But walking to find in himself the man fresh from the hands of Nature, the absolute primitive. "

― Frédéric Gros , A Philosophy of Walking