Quotes About Adventure

To all those who lead monotonous lives in the hope that they may experience at second hand the delights and dangers of adventure. [author's dedication]

There was something magical about an island—the mere word suggested fantasy. You lost touch with the world—an island was a world of its own. A world, perhaps, from which you might never return.

I suppose what I really am is restless. I want to go everywhere, see everything, do everything. I want to find something. Yes, that's it, I want to find something.

I had the firm conviction that, if I went about looking for adventure, adventure would meet me halfway. It is a theory of mine that one always gets what one wants.

A man travels fastest who travels alone.

Marriage is called all sorts of things, a haven, and a refuge, and a crowning glory, and a state of bondage, and lots more. But do you know what I think it is?' 'What?' 'A sport!' 'And a damned good sport too,' said Tommy.

One has to dare if one wants to get anywhere,' said Mrs. Bantry.

They have a genius, young ladies, for getting into various kinds of trouble and difficulty.

I was born to live dangerously.

There was something magical about an island—the mere word suggested fantasy. You lost touch with the world—an island was a world of its own. A world, perhaps, from which you might never return. He thought: "I'm leaving my ordinary life behind me." And, smiling to himself, he began to make plans, fantastic plans for the future. He was still smiling when he walked up the rock-cut steps. In

I said, life will not pass her by. Strange and exciting events will surround her. You've only got to look at her to know it.

Suzanne likes thrills, but she hates being uncomfortable.

What an absurdity to go and bury oneself in South America, where they are always having revolutions.

Two young adventurers for hire. Willing to do anything, go anywhere. Pay must be good. No reasonable offer refused.

Was there such a thing as a world of romance and adventure somewhere? Where there women whose beauty intoxicated? Was there such a thing as love that devoured one like a flame?

I pass over the spectacle of Poirot on a camel. He started by groans and lamentations and ended by shrieks, gesticulations and invocations to the Virgin Mary and every Saint in the calendar. In the end, he descended ignominiously and finished the journey on a diminutive donkey.

He thought: Best of an island is once you get there—you can't go any farther … you've come to the end of things…. He knew, suddenly, that he didn't want to leave the island. VI

Life is really like a ship–the interior of a ship, that is. It has watertight compartments. You emerge from one, seal and bolt the doors, and find yourself in another. My life from the day we left Southampton to the day we returned to England was one such compartment. Ever since that I have felt the same about travel. You step from one life into another. You are yourself, but a different self. The new self is untrammelled by all the hundreds of spiders' webs and filaments

One mustn't refuse the unusual, if it is offered to one.

En voiture, Monsieur,' said the Wagon Lit conductor.

He went out of the compartment and returned a few moments later with a small spirit stove and a pair of curling tongs. "I use them for the moustaches," he said, referring to the latter.

Life was not a matter of safety— it must be hazarded to win the game.

It was five o'clock on a winter's morning in Syria.

Mr Ratchett wanted to see the world. He was hampered by knowing no languages. I acted more as a courier than a secretary".