Quotes About Adventure

When the engine cut off and we were in orbit, it was surreal.

With better gear, firefighters no longer surround and drown a fire - they go in.

Well, we can't send Dr. Tresselt back by himself," said Dr. Tresselt, with a grin. "I might find something interesting along the way, and

Well, we can't send Dr. Tresselt back by himself," said Dr. Tresselt, with a grin. "I might find something interesting along the way, and get side-tracked, and forget where I was supposed to be going.

Anemone Cave, Acadia National Park, Bar Harbor, Maine

I must break out... ...start a new life... been here for years... might be getting into a rut... something a bit more exciting... more adventurous... something with more of a challenge... There's not much opportunity for self-advancement in toilets...

He was going somewhere, he knew that. And if it was the wrong direction, sooner or later he'd find it out.

I'm in a wild mood tonight. I want to go dance in the foam. I hear the banshees calling.

Nobody yelled or ran out of the door. Nobody blew a police whistle. Everything was quiet and sunny and calm. No cause for excitement whatever. It's only Marlowe, finding another body. He does it rather well by now. Murder-a-day Marlowe, they call him. They have the meat wagon following him around to follow up on the business he finds. A nice enough fellow, in an ingenuous sort of way.

Call me Sunset. I'm always moving west.

The story is this man's adventure in search of a hidden truth, and it would be no adventure if it did not happen to a man fit for adventure. If there were enough like him, the world would be a very safe place to live in, without becoming too dull to be worth living in.

I stopped thinking. Lights moved behind my closed lids. I was lost in space. I was a gilt-edged sap come back from a vain adventure. I was a hundred dollar package of dynamite that went off with a noise like a pawnbroker looking at a dollar watch. I was a pink-headed bug crawling up the side of the City Hall. I was asleep.

In Hollywood anything can happen, anything at all.

Of course we'll be there." After Amos left, Ghuda shook his head. In a sour tone he muttered, "Why are we going to Crydee, Ghuda? I haven't the vaguest idea, Ghuda. Shall we go find Nakor, Ghuda? Certainly, Ghuda. Then shall we strangle him, Ghuda?" With a single nod of his head, he answered himself, "With great delight, Ghuda.

As they neared the door at the rear, left open for them by Joftaz, James felt a flush of excitement. No matter how high he might someday rise in the King's service, there was a part of him that would always be Jimmy the Hand.

how many can boast they saved the Prince of Krondor by goosing a demon?

There are sunsets above other oceans, Ghuda. Mighty sights and great wonders to behold.

Raymond E. Feist

Et si je me mettais dans la cage, dit Turandot, et que ce soit Laverdure qui me porte ? [...] –Alors au revoir, les gars ! dit Laverdure. –Tu causes, tu causes, dit Turandot, c'est tout ce que tu sais faire. Et ils s'envolèrent dans la direction Bastille

Every morning I had to force myself to leave the apartment, so dark and protected, its walls lined with books. I stared longingly at the few English titles scattered among them. No, I'd tell myself sternly, you will not sit in an apartment in Rome reading William James' Varieties of Religious Experience. Get out there and have some experiences for yourself, religious or otherwise. And I'd push myself out into the relentless noise and glare.

How will you go about finding that thing the nature of which is totally unknown to you? (Plato) The things we want are transformative, and we don't know or only think we know what is on the other side of that transformation. Love, wisdom, grace, inspiration- how do you go about finding these things that are in some ways about extending the boundaries of the self into unknown territory, about becoming someone else?

For me, childhood roaming was what developed self-reliance, a sense of direction and adventure, imagination, a will to explore, to be able to get a little lost and then figure out the way back.

Roads are a record of those who have gone before.

You get lost out of a desire to be lost. But in the place called lost strange things are found...