Quotes About Adventure

You imagined we had entered unknown country, my friend, when we voyaged across the sea to Amazonia. Yet that was nothing beside the frontier I cross each evening with this woman who is my equal. Each dawn new continents are sighted; each night one alights on shores where no man's sole has trod." He

Crazy,' says Paddy Mayne, 'is our business.

Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, magic, and power in it. Begin it now."   —W. H. Murray, The Scottish Himalayan Expedition

When an idea pops into our head and we think, "No, this is too crazy," … that's the idea we want. When we think, "This notion is completely off the wall … should I even take the time to work on this?" … the answer is yes. Never doubt the soup. Never say no. The answer is always yes.

The hero's journey software in our heads is demanding to be lived out. The blanks are insisting on being filled in.

the hero moves from the Ordinary World to the Extraordinary World. She has gone from the Known to the Unknown. Suddenly our hero sees herself differently. She can't help it.

Boldness has genius, magic, and power in it. Begin it now.

I read War and Peace, I read Madame Bovary, I read Fathers and Sons, The Red and the Black, Crime and Punishment, The Brothers Karamazov. I read Hunger, Anna Karenina, Don Quixote. I read Tropic of Cancer and Tropic of Capricorn, Sexus, Nexus, Plexus, Quiet Days in Clichy. I read Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch. My friend Paul is a character in this one.

Remember: There's no such thing as a mistake in the kitchen, just a new recipe waiting to be discovered!)

The Holy Spirit's desire is that we become more and more dependent upon Him for every step. That's because He wants to take us to places we've never been before. To heights we can't even imagine!

This is Jake.

Welcome to San Francisco," the AOC said.

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There's always something else. That's what makes life so much fun.

I figure guys are like Whitman's Samplers. I like to take a little bite out of each and then move on before the whole box gets stale.

It's fun to horse around with danger.

She held out her hand and we sat there together like grade-school kids on a field trip. "Line up in twos and no talking." Life itself is a peculiar outing. Sometimes I still feel like I need a note from my mother.

We didn't know what would happen next: that was our great gift. The gift of youth. The thing we miss, it seems to me, no matter what we've made of our lives, as we get older. When we do know what will happen next. And next and next, and then last.

Yes, here I am returning, the woman who bore herself to the bottom and back. Who wanted to swim like dolphins, leaping waves and diving. Who wanted only to belong to herself.

To know exactly where you're headed may be the best way to go astray. Not all who loiter are lost.

If you must err, do so on the side of audacity. That was the little slogan I'd devised for myself.

The place of expansion is always on the border, on the edge... If we're going to become whole, we have to go to the edge.

If you must err, do so on the side of audacity. That was the little slogan I'd devised for myself. For

I recall a story I love about Jung. One of his students came to him and asked: Professor, could you please tell me the shortest distance to my life goal? Without hesitation Jung replied, The detour.