Quotes About Adventure

Kui kohtate basseiniserval naist, kes keeldub juukseid märjaks tegemast, et neid mitte sassi ajada, põgenege. Kui sellist, kes mulinal sukeldub, sukelduge järele.

een drang die me op zulke momenten overvalt, maar waarvoor ik nooit bezwijk. De gedachte eraan bevredigt me. Ik ben een futloze avonturier, een krachteloze romanticus, een besluiteloze lafaard, een schijterige deserteur. Ik hou alleen van een valse start.

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El amor es una catástrofe espléndida: saber que te vas a estrellar contra una pared, y acelerar a pesar de todo: correr en pos de tu propio desastre con una sonrisa en los labios

Contar una aventura no es el objetivo; los personajes ayudan a escuchar a otro, que quizá sea mi hermano, mi prójimo, mi amigo, mi ancestro, mi doble.

When you are on foot, to arrive you must walk.

Caminando, solo una hazaña importa: la intensidad del cielo, la belleza de los paisajes. Andar no es un deporte.

C'est que, pour l'enfant, une promenade est une identité complète, un visage, une personne. Ce ne sont pas des routes qui se croisent à des carrefours, ou des sentiers sous un même ciel.

When walking in this mode we discover the immense vigour of starry night skies, elemental energies, and our appetites follow: they are enormous, and our bodies are satisfied. When you have slammed the world's door, there is nothing left to hold you: pavements no longer guide your steps (the path, a hundred thousand times repeated, of the return to the fold). Crossroads shimmer like hesitant stars, you rediscover the tremulous fear of choosing, a vertiginous freedom.

I've gone very far, far away, but my character keeps me close to home.

I want a horse! I do! Of course. I'd ride it all day, Up, up, and away!

Je m'en vais chercher un grand peut-être.

Il sort de la maison, tourne à droite et part faire le tour du monde.

It is love that transports us, that fills us with joy! Love turns life into one long adventure, every encounter is a dazzling experience - well, not always, of course, but in actual fact, it is our less successful love affairs that enable us to appreciate the others. I think love protects us from one of the biggest problems facing the modern world: boredom.

Exciting happiness is joy, celebration, travelling, being in bed with a woman you desire.

I am going to seek a grand perhaps; draw the curtain, the farce is played.

Dream Song: The heavens Go with me.

True stories seldom have endings. I don't want a happy ending, I want more story.

No." Mosca bit her lip and shook her head firmly. Books no longer seemed quite enough. I don't want a happy ending, I want more story.

True stories seldom have endings.

Every inch of Neverfell seemed to be throbbing with life. Everything was new, and new was a drug.

Once again Toll-by-Night had burst out of its captivity, like a monstrous jack from an innocent-looking box. And this time Mosca was a part of it.

I'm going to get out. Her spirits lurched unsteadily into the air like a wounded pigeon. I'm going to get out of this wormpit of a town. And I will never, never come back here again.

And you may comfort yourself with the thought that you have been the caltrop under her satin shoe every step of the way. You misdirected the Romantic Facilitator she had hired, you turned up in her own house and reported her plans to her father and when she was on the brink of snatching the ransom you careered in from stage left dressed as a pantomime horse and threw everything into disorder. And then, just when she was probably working her way towards claiming a second ransom, you rescued her.