Quotes About Adventure

Don't die without embracing the daring adventure your life is meant to be.

Well, that was a thrilling adventure, Max! I can hardly believe we were buried alive by a band of gassy-smelling pirates." "Yeah, Sam -- good thing the monkey dug us up to rifle through our wallets." "You don't even carry a wallet, Max." "No, but now I can fashion one out of this handsome monkey scalp. Mmm -- it's still warm!

I find that rockclimbing is the finest, most healthiest sport in the whole world. It is much healthier than most; look at baseball, where 10,000 sit on their ass to watch a handful of players. —John Salathé, 1974

There is always the temptation in life to diddle around making itsy-bitsy friends and meals and journeys for years on end. It is all so self-conscious, so apparently moral…. I won't have it. The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous … more extravagant and bright. We are making hay when we should be making whoopee; we are raising tomatoes when we should be raising Cain, or Lazarus.

You can't live the story of your life properly without the occasional addition of a little sudden drama.

Let me tell you, deep-water sea-bitch wrestling can work up an awful appetite. Then

If the Mongols had a motto, it might have been "Have weapon, will travel.

Another hero was Tom Swift, in the books. What he stood for, the freedom, the scientific knowledge and being and engineer gave him the ability to invent solutions to problems. He's always been a hero to me. I buy old Tom Swift books now and read them to my own children.

She smiled at me. We were all friends here. Morrolan carried Blackwand, which slew a thousand at the Wall of Barrit's Tomb. Aliera carried Pathfinder, which they say served a power higher than the Empire. Sethra carried Iceflame, which embodied within it the power of the Dzur Mountain. I carried myself rather well, thank you.

Several years ago, I was getting drunk with four or five of the most powerful sorcerers in the Empire—like you do—when Daymar told a story.

When you stop being surprised, you've stopped living.

One reason I'm still around to tell you these stories is because when I'm doing big things that are crazy, I try to play it safe with as much of the little stuff as I can. It's worked so far, right? Of course, "It's worked so far, right?" do pretty well as last words, so let's not get cocky about it.

I guess there's just a time for doing dumb things.

The process of living is like taking a very long road trip. The destination may be important, but the journey experienced day to day and week to week is what is invaluable.

Fucking dragons

If you want an MMO, there are plenty out there. The difference with a single player game is that in the same way you lose yourself in a good novel, you can lose yourself in a single player story. You see it in all these games, where you can fill your house with turnips or decorate your armour with a dragon skull.

I have a hippopotamus skull next to my bed, called Gregory. When I was six, my three sisters and I clubbed together and paid £4 for it in a junk shop. We collected owl pellets, ostrich eggs and sheep skulls for our natural history museum at home.

The thing about the 'Broken Skull Challenge' is that there's really nothing else like it on television.

From day one, I have been told I am no different from the male astronauts. As a pilot, I flew in the sky. Now that I am an astronaut, I will fly in space.

I haven't gone sky diving yet and I want to do that, real bad. I love adrenaline and going fast.

I fell from the sky. I'm a parachutist, and I missed my mark.

I was working at the 'New York Times,' ruing every second of my life, thinking how was I ever going to get out of here, and thinking that one could only do it the way newspaper people have always done it. I needed a scoop, and I would go out and I would dream upon coming upon fires or the sky falling in front of me or anything.

Music is like an open sky. You know it's out there... and there you are.

If I were king of the world, babies born in airplanes, balloons and blimps would, instead of choosing to be German, Maldivian or American, all get special heavenly blue passports with a stork on the cover labeled 'Sky Baby' - and they'd be allowed to come and go anywhere they please.