Quotes About Adventure

Don't be afraid in nature: one must be bold, at the risk of having been deceived and making mistakes.

The woods were thick with shadowed green, and Rhonda wished she were in them, walking animal trails until they faded into the brush and she was lost, could stay lost for good.

creaked like old bedsprings. Lightning bugs made a trail of yellow specks in the dimming air. He and Boyd used to wait until they blinked, then pull their bodies apart and smear the glowing mush on their faces.

Ada skipped lightly over the seven little chimney post in her elegant black tightrope-walking slippers.

They were happy, and free, and the endless sky awaited them. It was enough.

Every day, a person should learn something, experience something, do something that left them changed, even in a small way.

Trudging off into a swamp in the middle of the night had seemed like a god idea at the time but, like most of Frey's ideas, the reality fell short of the concept.

Dark Portal and the Blasted Lands.

Christie Golden

Archaeologist, adventurer — I saw the Indiana Jones movies. They are the same.

Life is to be lived, not shunted aside until all the days are aches and ashes.

Roger that, Lieutenant. We're boots to the ground. You need firepower? Walker shook his head at the man's enthusiasm. No firepower necessary. We're using brains today, Cudahy. I know it may be a novel experience for you four, but it's a good time to start.

A single girl must lead a double life don't you think?

You aren't worried are you? Why should I be worried? It's just another day in the neighborhood. You know - bombs, fires, people shooting at you. Why should I be worried? Especially since we could be clothes shopping or boarding a plane. I'm not in the least worried. Hmmm, he mused allowed. I read about this in the relationship manual. It's called womanly sarcasm and usually means a man is in deep trouble.

Here's to many more firsts and many more great memories.

We all signed up for a one-way ticket when we joined GhostWalkers. It's just my turn.

Stay with me, Ashe," he whispered enticingly. "Take a chance on me.

If she drank enough, she might just dare to get on the back of his bike and ride off with him. She wouldn't look back. She wouldn't want to look back. He would be enough for her. She could make a life with him, she knew she could.

We're going to climb out. Straight up, honey. Whitney's boys aren't going to shoot you or Sebastian." "Are you out of your mind? We're going to go up a rope into a helicopter with the backwash from the blades, sharpshooters taking potshots, and a baby?" He grinned at her. "Sounds like a fun date, doesn't it?

It will take time, little one, but give our ways a chance. There are wondrous things we can do. Concentrate on the things you would enjoy. Shape-shifting, flying with birds, running free with the wolves." Her small fist jammed into her mouth to stop a strangled sound somewhere between fear and hysterical laughter.

No way, you wild man. You aren't Tarzan. I don't like heights. Put me down." "Close your eyes. Who is Tarzan? Not another male, I hope.

Tarzan is the ultimate male. He swings through trees and carries his woman off into the jungle. He patterns himself after me. She nuzzled his back. He tries.

I'm hearing something. Tell me you are not taking me into a cave full of bats. Say it right now, Jacques, or I'm out of here. I am not taking you into cave filled with bats.

Is something romantic playing at the theater? I will take you there. We could have an interesting time in the back row in a dark corner.