In his poetics description of the utopia, Eduardo Galeano plays with the paradox that the more we try to approach his horizon, the more she moves away from us. What is it for, then? To continue walking, the Uruguayan writer concludes. In the ethics of the walker and other reasons for hope, the ethical term refers to a refuge of the human being. And hope is built with the hands of memory, because we are all walkers in their territory while we move towards ourselves wandering anywhere. In a way, the body is to the soul what words are to ideas, so perhaps, as the author of this lucid essay maintains, you have to travel a little through the past to continue advancing towards the future. The best antidote against indolence that some propose and the indecency that others have resides in the unquestionable ability we have to be able to walk calmly about what we were, imagining what we will be. We are memory and language, illusion and awareness, a restless site we arrived to continue walking. And, therefore, a hope loaded with reasons before the permanent dilemma of leaving or splitting.