Quotes About Adventure

Do the thing. Kill the monster. Change the world.

De Chicago a Nueva York, de Londres a Pekín, de los dioramas de vida animal de los museos, de las fauces congeladas en un gruñido de leones y perros salvajes, de las mandíbulas de dragones de Komodo, pitones reales y lobos árticos disecados, la muchacha, el fantasma… estaba robando dientes.

Let's just get this out of the way so I can relax. Karou, your friends aren't going to eat us, are they?" No, Karou thought. They are not. She whispered back, "I don't think so. But try not to look delicious, okay?" She was rewarded with a snort from Zuzana. "That poses a problem, seeing as how we are totally delicious.

Beautiful and full of monsters?" "All the best stories are.

Strange the dreamer - library stowaway and scholar of fairy tales - had never been thirstier, or more full of wonder.

Karou loved Zuzana for her willingness to play out such silliness on a long kite string.

Si el sueño elegía al soñador, entonces el suyo había elegido mal. Necesitaba a alguien mucho más audaz que él. Necesitaba trueno, avalancha, grito de guerra y torbellino. Necesitaba fuego.

Men should have squint lines from looking at the horizon," the old librarian had said, "not just from reading in dim light.

and when the Tizerkane warriors rode out of the Great Library and out of Zosma, Strange the dreamer went with them.

A man should have squint lines from looking at the horizon, not just from reading in dim light.

I have some sneaking to do. The thought of it kicks my heartbeat sideways.

What happened fifteen years ago? What power could erase a name from the minds of the world? Lazlo wanted to go and find out. That was his dream, daring and magnificent: to go there, half across the world, and solve the mysteries for himself. It was impossible, of course. But when did that ever stop any dreamer from dreaming?

well, Mik doesn't sigh or lean, and his eyes are fully open like something awesome might happen at any time

Como si aquel lugar fuera un cuento dedicado a ella.

It was absurd that he should find himself back in his old life as if he were the same creature he had been before a blue-haired girl brushed past him in a narrow street in another world.

A different sort of life, she thought, and the words became a mantra to the melody of the Emberlin. A different sort of life, a different sort of life. Where

Sé un zamurai. Porque nunca sabes lo que te vas a encontrar al otro lado del maldito cielo

He visto otros universos. He estado en ellos. Y los he destruido.

Lazlo looked to the Cusp, subtle in the starlight. The mysteries of Weep had been music to his blood for as long as he could remember. This time tomorrow, they would be mysteries no longer.

If the dream chose the dreamer, then his had chosen poorly. It needed someone far more daring than he." Strange the Dreamer

Just to find you and be in the world that you're in…

I wanted, I told her, to lie under the stars and smell different breezes. I wanted to drink different waters, feel different heats. Stand with my comrades atop the ruin of old ideas. Plant my boot and steel my eye and not run. I said all this to my dead mother, spoke it down through the dirt: there was a conflagration to come; I wanted to lend it my spark.

El Señor nos había dado ojos para ver y pies para llevarnos a sitios donde pudiera verse todo, dijo. Era cosa nuestra salir y ver, salir y contemplar. Ese era nuestro trabajo. Debíamos atarnos bien los cordones de los zapatos y ponernos a ello. Lo peor que podía pasarnos era que fracasáramos. Y el fracaso solo significaba que habíamos tenido agallas suficientes para intentarlo.

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