Quotes About Adventure

To family and Faerieland and pizza and stories and new beginnings and scheming great schemes. I can toast to that.

Try not to get killed by some handsome, paranoid elf who thinks he's stuck in a ballad. I'll try not to flunk out of physics.

Okay kid," she told it. "The universe belongs to the curious.

When I was a kid and brought friends over , I was defiantly proud of the chaos. I liked that I knew how to jump over the piles and the shattered glass while they stumbled. Now it just seems like an ocean of crazy that I have no way to explain.

Automotones, escaped

just had my first kiss in a stronghold of the Enemy of Death, in a room full of his dead brother's stuff, Call thought. Story of my life.

I raise a plastic glass. 'To family.' 'And Faerieland,' says Taryn, raising hers. 'And pizza,' says Oak. 'And stories,' says Heather. 'And new beginnings,' says Vivi. Cardan smiles, his gaze on me. 'And scheming great schemes.' To family and Faerieland and pizza and stories and new beginnings and scheming great schemes. I can toast to that.

The universe belongs to the curious.

Remember when . . . ? Stories like that were will-o'-the-wisps, glowing in the deepest, darkest parts of forests, leading travelers farther and farther from safety, out toward an ever-moving mark.

I guess I knew it wasn't a game, but I ran anyway and I boosted myself up on the water spigot and poured through the window with the boneless grace of little kids.

Each person seemed to have a destination, but Val was a piece of driftwood, spinning down a river, not even sure in what direction she was moving. But she knew how to make herself spin faster.

Quests are supposed to change us.

Midnight rolled her eyes, as though Aidan was being ridiculous. "I bet you were a good girl back home," she said to Tana. "A good girl all your life until you finally met the trouble you want to get in." "You obviously don't know her at all," Aidan told Midnight gruffly. Then he turned back to Tana. "Did he bite you?

Once upon a time there was a little girl, and she told a lie to her friend's brother so that her friend's brother drove her to the bus station. She brought with her a bottle of orange soda, fifty dollars (half in change), sparkly slippers, and her cell phone. He thought he was helping. So did she.

Be bold, be bold, but not too bold, lest that your heart's blood should run cold.

Do you seek out peril? One would think that years of being a mortal would have made you more aware of mortality.

Oh, tell me the rest. I like tricks and snares. Even ones I was nearly caught in.

She made her voice as firm as possible. "Don't let them catch you." He hesitated, clearly surprised by her words. Then he smiled again, inclining his head in a shallow bow, acknowledging everything she'd left unsaid. "Traveling with you was a delight worth any delay, but I can delay no longer.

You're coming with me.

I know the number of steps to the top of every spire. I know every corner that a child could hide in, every place she could be dragged out from.

You choose a path without being certain where it leads.

Come with me beneath the waves,' she calls to him. 'Drown with me in delight.' He laughs a little shakily. 'A compelling offer, but I must see my quest to its conclusion.

We walk, fading stars overhead, brine in the air.

her steed kicks up off the cliff and in to the air. Mine follows. The wild exhilaration of flying hits me, and I grin with familiar delight. Beneath us are the whitecapped waves and ahead the shimmering lights of mortal towns, like a mysterious land strewn with stars.