Quotes About Adventure

One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go. To the valley below.

I could be unraveling wherever I'm traveling, even to foreign shores.

Todays the day gonna grab my trombone and blow Thunder on the Mountain

well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus.

It was a strange world ahead that would unfold, a thunderhead of a world with jagged lightning edges. Many got it wrong and never did get it right. I went straight into it. It was wide open. One thing for sure, not only was it not run by God, but it wasn't run by the devil either.

I don't want to go to Italy no more, I don't want to go nowhere no more. You end up crashing in a private airplane, in the mountains of Tennessee... or Sicily...

It has always been my nature to take chances My right-hand drawing while my left-hand advances Bob Dylan

A lot of time you have to go down many roads to get where you are going…. The important thing is to keep moving…. Or else to stop by the side of the road every once in a while and build a house. I guess that's about the best thing anyone can do.

Vary your training, your running partners, and your environment. Only your imagination limits the ways you can spice up your running routine.

A team box was tied down in the center holding everything from climbing ropes to arctic clothing to chemical/biological protection suits, parachutes, dry suits, spare radio batteries, two million in gold coins for barter, etc., etc.; someone with an extremely paranoid and inventive mind had packed it. Aka Nada.

Lions and tigers and bears, oh my'

Earhart leaned forward. "When—I" but she paused and canted her head to the side. "There's a disturbance." Ivar couldn't stop himself. "In the Force?" That one flew by Earhart by about a forty-year gap.

Always on the boat there was an inner breeze of excitement, a happy gratitude for the water and its strong promising scents, the Nymph's proud sail set against the sliding panorama of facing continents and their ghostly empires, crusted one atop the other like gobs of paint on a giant canvas.

She was obsessed with the idea of breaking with everything she had ever known or experienced, and starting on something new.

Ecco che cos'era la vita, che cos'era l'esperienza, che cosa inseguivano coloro che andavano in cerca di avventure, ecco a che cosa mirava l'arte: ritornare a casa propria, ai propri affetti, riprendere la vita

Une chèvre, sur le bord de la route, fit un signe avec ses cornes et Angel s'arrêta. Monte, dit-il à l'animal. La chèvre sauta dans la voiture et s'assit sur le plateau, derrière eux. Elles font toutes de l'auto-stop, expliqua Angel. [...]

In the end, one detail is unarguable: There will always be those searching for treasure. Never forget: We are a country founded on legends and myths. We love them, especially legends of treasure. Looking for treasure isn't just part of being an American, it is America.

Let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure!

Be daring, be daring, always be daring. There is no big dream unless you dream big.

onto the unpaved dirt road that runs toward the

Some people need coffee; I need the outdoors.

i know that every journey begins with a first step.

Buell declined to answer, instead telling me that he had to be careful around this part of the swamp because "them alligators are meshugganeh.

Who knew librarians could be so dangerous?