Quotes About Adventure

Thank you, Mistyfoot," he meowed. "I won't forget this. And if ever I can do anything for you—" "Just go!" Mistyfoot hissed. As Fireheart slipped past her toward the gap in the bushes, she added with a purr of amusement, "And don't forget the fox dung.

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Flight from BloodClan

We're going to be warriors!

The earth was darker on this side of the Thunderpath and the grass felt coarser underpaw. As they approached the foot of Highstones, the grass gave way to bare, rocky soil, dotted with patches of heather. The land sloped up now, toward the sky. Craggy rocks topped the slope, blazing orange in the sun.

Every step begins a journey, and this one is for us.

This was fun. We should find out we're still married more often." "Why, so every day can be a special new plunge into hell?" "Nobody I'd rather burn with than you, babe.

A stowaway!" Captain Red Beard hollered. "This is unpoopitable!" The scraggly terrier was furious.

Then I'll have more fun searching in vain then marrying one of the wrong sort.

Jeg burde koble ham med Constance. De hadde elsket hverandre. De kunne ha ridd og løpt nakne rundt i skogen og spist rugbrød og i det hele tatt hatt det fintfint sammen.

trær er noe av det fineste jeg vet. vann og trær og jenter. jeg pleide å klatre hele dagene. og ofte satt jeg bare stille, øverst i et tre. i flere timer. når løvverket var tett om sommeren, kunne ingen se meg. jeg kunne se alle, men ingen kunne se meg. jeg følte at jeg var langt borte. og når jeg klatret ned, var det litt som å komme hjem etter en lang reise

I do not participate in any sport with ambulances at the bottom of the hill.

I am not a glutton - I am an explorer of food

More tough love is needed, of the sort that makes one throw a child in the pool, hoping that she will swim; the sort that makes one get her a car, later in life, after enough practice at the simulator, and cross one's fingers as she attempts to transfer her skills from the lab to the battlefield.

One may ride upon a tiger's back but it is fatal to dismount.

These three words were always the last thing an OASIS user saw before leaving the real world and entering the virtual one: READY PLAYER ONE

For one quarter, Black Tiger lets me escape from my rotten existence for three glorious hours. Pretty good deal.

The Firefly universe was anchored in a sector adjacent to the Star Wars galaxy, with a detailed re-creation of the Star Trek universe in the sector adjacent to that.

When it came to my research, I never took any shortcuts. Over the past five years, I'd worked my way down the entire recommended gunter reading list. Douglas Adams. Kurt Vonnegut. Neal Stephenson. Richard K. Morgan. Stephen King. Orson Scott Card. Terry Pratchett. Terry Brooks. Bester, Bradbury, Haldeman, Heinlein, Tolkien, Vance, Gibson, Gaiman, Sterling, Moorcock, Scalzi, Zelazny.

There it was: number 42. Another of Halliday's jokes—according to one of his favorite novels, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the number 42 was the "Ultimate Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything.

I had spent hundreds of hours gazing out at the calm, conquered suburban landscape surrounding my school, silently yearning for the outbreak of a zombie apocalypse, a freak accident that would give me super powers, or perhaps the sudden appearance of a band of time-traveling kleptomaniac dwarves.

I'm a gamer, Zack. Like you. When I find myself confronted with a puzzle, I can't help but try to solve it.

In the far reaches of the world, under a lost and lonely hill, lies the TOMB OF HORRORS. This labyrinthine crypt is filled with terrible traps, strange and ferocious monsters, rich and magical treasures, and somewhere within rests the evil DemiLich.

I was staring out the classroom window and daydreaming of adventure when I spotted the flying saucer.