Quotes About Adventure

None of us, of course, will ever read all the books we'd like, but we can still make a stab at it. Why deny yourself all that pleasure? so look around tonight or this weekend, see what catches your fancy on the bookshelf, at the library, or in the bookstore. Maybe try something a little unusual, a little different. And then don't stop. Do it again, with a new book or an old author the following week. Go on--be bold, be insatiable, be restlessly, unashamedly promiscuous.

It's an old chestnut to say that we need to keep challenging ourselves throughout life. Samuel Beckett memorably declared, Try again. Fail again. Fail better, while T.S. Eliot proclaimed that Old men ought to be explorers. More bluntly, Cyril Connolly maintained that we should cast aside whatever piece of iridescent mediocrity we are wasting our time with and get down to creating a masterpiece.

Some people come to the edge of the cliff and they look over, then run away in fear. They never realize it's possible to fly, to soar, to be free. They spend their lives crawling along cliff tops without finding the courage.

I knew what was waiting out there for me," he said. "Terrifying things. There were German patrol boats, mine fields, and nearly a thousand miles of stormy seas." "So why did you do it?" "Because also waiting for me was the most terrifying and wonderful thing of all. The future.

As a result, the world is a continuing surprise, a treasure hunt to The Entrepreneur.

You must live your story.

There were doors that looked like large keyholes, others that resembled the entrances to caves, there were golden doors, some were padded and some were studded with nails, some were paper-thin and others as thick as the doors of treasure houses; there was one that looked like a giant's mouth and another that had to be opened like a drawbridge, one that suggested a big ear and one that was made of gingerbread, one that was shaped like an oven door, and one that had to be unbuttoned.

Questo, ecco, proprio questo era ciò che lui aveva sognato tanto spesso e che sempre aveva desiderato da quando era caduto in preda alla sua passione: una storia che non dovesse mai avere fine. Il libro di tutti i libri.

There are people who can never go to Fantastica, said Mr. Coreander, and others who can, but who stay there forever. And there are just a few who fo to fantastica and come back. Like you. And they make both world well again.

Dreizehn Mann saßen auf einem Sarg, Ho! Ho! Ho! - und ein Fass voller Rum. Sie soffen drei Tage, der Schnaps war stark, Ho! Ho! Ho! - und ein Fass voller Rum. Sie liebten das Meer und den Schnaps und das Gold. Ho! Ho! Ho! - und ein Fass voller Rum. Bis einst alle dreizehn der Teufel holt, Ho! Ho! Ho! - und ein Fass voller Rum.

Me gustaría saner qué pasa realmente en un libro cuando está cerrado [...] algo debe pasar, porque cuando lo abro aparece de pronto una historia entera.

Todo o reino de Fantasia assenta-se sobre alicerces de sonhos esquecidos. A História Sem Fim (The whole kingdom of Fantasy sits upon foundations of forgotten dreams - Endless Story).

He rode by day and he rode by night, in the scorching sun and the pelting rain.

Tell me, Argax, what must I do?' 'Find a wish that will take you back to your world.

No one in Fantastica knows what road you people must take to get back to your world.

Ogni vera storia è una Storia Infinita.

You'd really set a hungry werewolf free? Do you know what that means? Nobody would be safe from me.' 'I know,' said Atreyu. 'But I'm Nobody. Why should I be afraid of you?

Dar dincolo de noi mai este O È›ar? ce nu-i din poveste. E alt? lume, alt? È›ar?, Ce pân?-n z?ri se desf??oar?. S?-i spunem: lumea de afar?. Iar cei ce locuiesc în ea P?ziÈ›i sunt de o alt? stea (...) ConduÈ™i de-o soart? mai fericire De când e cunoscut p?mântul Sunt fraÈ›i de sânge cu cuvântul.

When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain... As they explained, this had been sung by a human who had visited Fantastica long years before, name of Shexper, or something of the sort.

I wonder what's in a book while it's closed. Oh, I know it's full of letters printed on paper, but all the same, there's a whole story with people I don't know yet and all kinds of adventures and deeds and battles. And sometimes there are storms at sea, or it takes you to strange cities and countries. All those things are somehow shut up in a book.

Me gustaría saber qué pasa realmente en un libro cuando está cerrado. Naturalmente, dentro solo hay letras impresas sobre el papel, pero sin embargo algo debe pasar, porque cuando lo abro aparece de pronto una historia entera.

that Fantastica is the land of stories? A story can be new and yet tell about olden times. The past comes into existence with the story.

Bastian miró el libro. <>, se dijo, <>.

Jules Verne's protagonist Phileas Fogg burned his ship's furniture for fuel to reach Liverpool on his way around the world in 80 days. There is no Liverpool within reach for today's big ad agencies.