Quotes About Adventure

Still, a fling couldn't hurt, right?" Veil said. She nodded her chin toward one of the passing barmaids, a tall young woman with unusually light hair. "What about Hem over there? She's tall." "Great. Tall," Kaladin said. "Because we both measure roughly the same in inches, we're sure to get along. Think of all the tall-person topics of conversation we could engage in. Like Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Hmm…

Children in the future were going to insist my adventures were too outlandish—and therefore I wasn't an actual historical person, but one that was obviously made up, like Gilgamesh or David Bowie.

There isn't much time for a plan. This is more of a hunch with scaffolding.

Danger, sweet like a forbidden perfume. I will know thee.

Watch out for púcas as you travel, lad," Cody said, shaking my hand. "Could be imitating anything out there." "Once again," Tia said as she settled into the seat in front of me, "those are from Irish mythology, you nitwit.

Hey, have you heard about the time I saved Huio from being swallowed? Oh yes. He was going to get eaten. By a monster uglier than the women he courts. And I flew into the thing's mouth to save him. Off the tongue. Then I was very humble about having done such a heroic deed.

Well, that was fun," Grandpa said as he climbed to his feet. "Anyone dead?" "Does my pride count?" Draulin asked, dusting herself off. "I don't think so," Grandpa said. "I killed that years ago. Dif, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but shoving my grandson out of planes is usually my job. So next time, kindly refrain until I give the word." "Sorry, sir," Dif said, looking abashed.

The mists seemed to draw back. Waxillium stood there, wearing a large, dusterlike coat, cut into strips below the waist. A pair of revolvers gleamed in holsters at his hips, and he rested a shotgun on each shoulder. His face was bloodied, but he was smiling.

This is your heritage. The heritage of warriors who traveled the sky, and will return to the sky.

You should try using one of Brandon Sanderson's fantasy novels. They're big enough, and goodness knows that's really the only useful thing to do with them.

Enjoying danger sounds like an evolutionary problem," M-Bot said. "Shouldn't you find things fun when they're safe?" "Who knows?" I said. "I don't think evolution was trying to create me. I just kind of happened.

A little? Adolin dear, I'm a little weird. This place is downright bizarre!

I told Kaladin, 'I'm gonna fly those Reshi guys up high.' And Kaladin said, 'I don't think that's a good—' but I didn't let him finish, because he was going to grumble

Behold!" I bellowed. "'Tis a foul beast of the nether-hells. Stand behind me and I shall slay it!" "Oh, Alcatraz," Bastille breathed. "Thou art awesomish and manlyish.

Journey before destination you bastard.

I think we could do far worse than having a fleet of M-Bots on our side. It might get a little strange to talk to you all, but…well, my life isn't exactly normal these days anyway.

When the situation seems hopeless you need Lift: "Relax, grandpa. Steal the rock. I can do that.

I can't decide if I'm glad to be old enough to wish my world a fond farewell, or if I envy the young lads who get to explore this world.

Where's your sense of adventure?" "I dragged it out back and clubbed it senseless for getting me into the army.

You came all this way, leaving behind luxury, to eat some pancakes." "Really awesome pancakes.

It's okay. I'm a rhinoceros astronaut.

We must go. Leave the Smedrys to do what they do best." "Save the world?" Grandpa asked. "Get into trouble?" Kaz asked. "Run around screaming?" I asked.

I'm good at doing things I'm not supposed to," she said, then kicked the door open.

Yes," Wyndle said, "you should do just that! Let us pop over to the market and pick up a legendary, all-powerful weapon of myth and lore, worth more than many kingdoms! I hear they sell them in bushels, following spring weather in the east.