Quotes About Adventure

Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.

Once upon a time, there was a human girl stolen away by faeries, and because of that, she swore to destroy them.

I like for things to happen, for stories to unfold. And if I can't find a good enough story, I make one.

And yet, I don't regret it now. Having stepped off the edge, what I want to do is fall.

I have no memory of climbing the stairs up to the roof. I don't even know how to get where I am, which is a problem since I'm going to have to get down, ideally in a way that doesn't involve dying.

We got it." Val grinned and lifted her fist. "Wonder twin powers activate!" Ruth grinned back, knocking her fist into Val's. "Shape of two fucking lunatics.

You both ... you both saved me?" "Come on," said Luis. "You make it sound like it was hard for Val to go to the Unseelie Court, strike a deal with Roiben, challenge Mabry to a duel, win back your heart, and then get back here during rush hour.

After all, who wants to die slowly when you can die fast? Me.

There's people who do things and people who never do—who say they will someday, but they just don't. I want to go on a quest. I've always wanted to go on a quest. And now that I have one, I'm not backing down from it. I'm not going home until it's complete.

You can't!" Aaron said. "Didn't you hear anything I just told you? You could die! " Well, don't kill me," Call said. "How about our goal is not to die. Both of us. Not dying. Together.

There was a young lady of Niger Who smiled as she rode on a tiger; They returned from a ride With the Lady inside And the smile on the face of the tiger.

It's not that I want you to be a certain way--don't you want a boyfriend?" "Why bother with that? Let's find incubi." "Incubi?" "Demons. Plural. Like octopi. And we're much more likely to find them"--her voice dropped conspiratorially--"while swimming naked in the Atlantic a week before Halloween than practically anywhere else I can think of.

I step out of my second life the same way I stepped out of my first, holding too few things and with great uncertainty about what will happen next.

Once, there was a girl who found a sword in the woods. Once, there was a girl who made a bargain with the Folk. Once, there was a girl who'd been a knight in the service of a monster. Once, there was a girl who vowed she would save everyone in the world, but forgot herself. Once, there was a girl… Hazel

Karate-chopping ninjas in a mudslide?" Tamara gave Aaron and Call a dark look. "Could you guys try to lay low?

When you don't know what you're searching for," he says, "you have to look absolutely everywhere.

As Val jumped down onto the litter-strewn concrete after them, she thought how insane it was to follow two people she didn't know into the bowels of the subway, but instead of being afraid, she felt glad. She would make all her own decisions now, even if they were ruinous ones. It was the same pleasurable feeling as tearing a piece of paper into tiny, tiny pieces.

He gave her a smile that wasn't really a smile at all. "Eh, it wouldn't be so bad. I wouldn't have to study for the SATs or get a summer job or figure out my major. I can drink Elderflower wine all day, dance all through the night, and sleep on a bower of roses." Hazel made a face. "I'm pretty sure there are some colleges where you can do that. I bet there are some colleges where you can major in that.

Instead, I try to imagine someone she might fall in love with. Maybe it will be a merrow, and he will give her the gift of breathing underwater and a crown of pearls and take her to his bed under the sea. Actually, that sounds amazing. Maybe I am making all the wrong choices.

She should tell him no, but instead she seemed to be running toward trouble, leaving no stone unturned, no boy unkissed, no crush abandoned, and no bad idea unembraced.

It takes bravery to be an adventurer," Odette said, lifting her drink and walking away. "And what better adventure than the discovery of our true selves?

For what we want most, we will take almost any chance.

It's the thrill of leaping without being able to see the ground below you, right before you realise that's called falling.

Everything smelled wet and feral like it did before a thunderstorm, and she wanted to run, swift and eager, beyond the edge of what she could see.