Quotes About Adventure

So long, Pop! I'm off to check my tiger trap!

Sleepwalking? Nightmare? Homicidal psycho jungle cat!

Watcha doin'?" "Looking for frogs." "How come?" "I must follow the inscrutable exhortations of my soul.

Calvin: ME TARZAN! KING OF JUNGLE! Suzy: Nice underpants. Does your mom know you're over here like this? Calvin:...I don't think Jane EVER said that to Tarzan.

It's a magical world, Hobbes, ol' buddy, let's go exploring!

Quick! To the Bat-Fax!

I cut out construction paper feathers and taped them on my arms so I can fly! Pretty neat, huh?

Any kid that never fantasized about blowing up his school never really went there.

CALVIN: Look, Hobbes, I got a magic carpet. HOBBES: What's so magic about it? CALVIN: Magic carpets FLY! You can ride them. HOBBES: Isn't this the rug from the hallway? CALVIN: Up, Rug! Up! Up! CALVIN: Hey, Look! It works! Ok, rug, warp factor five. HOBBES: Is this legal? Do you have your registration and proof of insurance?

Hobbes: UGH! something under the bed is drooling. Calvin: Start tying the sheets. We'll go out the window.

Both Calvin and Hobbes are sitting on a carpet, a magic carpet. They're riding in the sky, among the clouds. CALVIN: Hey, let's fly into the city and buzz Dad's office. CALVIN: Ha! Won't he be surprised whenhe sees US out his 20th-floor window. HOBBES: What if he's mad that we took the hallway rug? CALVIN: What's to get mad about? We wiped our feet first. HOBBES: Yeah, but all this city mileage may hurt the resale value.

One thing I have finally gotten through my thick skull: Anyone looking for love is also looking for trouble.

Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain.

Be bold if you are going to make an error make a doozy.

always courting disaster to experience the biggest high. I'd been living the deranged life. I felt so nihilistic, yet why hadn't I just tuned in and dropped out? Instead, I followed Jim Morrison's credo, the credo of Coleridge and, at one point, Wordsworth, the credo of self-discovery through self-destruction I so willfully subscribed to until this moment:

The sinners are much more fun.

Rivers are roads which move, and which carry us whither we desire to go.

I slung my Canon over my shoulder and strode into the empty Jetway. It felt natural, that motion, that walk through the tunnel, to the waiting plane. I felt like I was in the right place. I hear a voice, my own voice say: Welcome to your life.

Sally, Alicia, Belinda, Irene, Mary-Lou, Bill and Clarissa.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands

Can you please crawl out your window? Use your arms and your legs, it won't ruin you

Upon four-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides

We all like motorcycles to some degree.

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin' I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way I promise to go under it.