Quotes About Adventure

My dear Elinor, you were obviously born into the wrong story," said Dustfinger at last.

We all know what fun it can be to get right into a book and live there for a while, but falling out of a story and suddenly finding yourself in this world doesn't seem to be much fun at all.

Let's be off before he gets his great horsey teeth into my poor lines of verse!

So it's happened, I kept thinking, you're in the middle of a story exactly as you've always wanted, and it's horrible. Fear tastes quite different when you're not just reading about it, Meggie, and playing hero wasn't half as much fun as I'd expected.

If you take a book with you on a journey,' Mo had said when he put the first one in her box, 'an odd thing happens: the book begins collecting your memories. And forever after you have only to open that book to be back where you first read it.

A story is a labyrinth, it looks as if there were several ways to go, but only one is right, and there's a nasty surprise ready to punish you for every false step.

She had only to open a door, nothing but a door between the words,just large enough for her and Farid to pass through....

Stories always go on. They don't end on the last page any more than they begin on the first page

He bent over Farid and wiped some soot from his cold forehead. Roxanne knows it, he said. She'll tell it to you. Just go to her and... and tell her I've had to go away. Tell her I'm going to find out if the story is true. He spoke with a strange kind of hesitation, as if it were infinitely difficult to find the right words. And remind her of my promise— that I'll always find a way back to her, wherever I am. Will you tell her that?

You're the one who says books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside of them, said Meggie...

If I was a book, I would like to be a library book, so I would be taken home by all different sorts of kids.

In fairy tales, the heroes are punished when they run away from a task. The heroes, not their younger brothers...

You're the one who says books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them...

It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place

Geschichten haben nie ein Ende, Meggie«, hatte er mal zu ihr gesagt, »auch wenn uns die Bücher das gern vorgaukeln. Die Geschichten gehen immer weiter, sie enden ebenso wenig mit der letzten Seite, wie sie mit der ersten beginnen.«

I know why you're here ... This world doesn't frighten you half as much as the other one. You have nothing and nobody to lose here. Except Fox, and she clearly worries more about you than you do about her. You've left all that could frighten you in the other world. But then Will came here and brought it all with him.

A child in the woods. A child with an army.

Look. (Grown-ups skip this paragraph.) I'm not about to tell you this book has a tragic ending, I already said in the very first line how it was my favorite in all the world. But there's a lot of bad stuff coming. William Goldman, The Princess Bride

The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with weary feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say. J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

Abenteuer kann man doch nicht planen wie Ballett oder so was. Die warten um die Ecke und - zack! - plötzlich sind sie da!

Isn't there at lest a bloody light switch somewhere in this hole? Oh, to hell with it, I feel as if I've fallen into some far-fetched adventure story where the villians wear black eye patches and throw knives. Damn, damn, damn! Meggie had already noticed that Elinor swore a lot, and the more upset she was the worse her language became.

They (books) were familiar voices, friends that never quarreled with her, clever, powerful friends - daring and knowledgeable, tried and tested adventurers who had traveled far and wide.

He bent down and lifted Sophie from his pocket… . She was still in her nightie and her feet were bare. She shivered and stared around her at the swirling mists and ghostly vapors. "Where are we?" she asked. "We is in Dream Country," the BFG said. "This is where all dreams is beginning." Roald Dahl, The BFG

The python dropped his head lightly for a moment on Mowgli's shoulders. "A brave heart and a courteous tongue," said he. "They shall carry thee far through the jungle, manling.