Quotes About Adventure

Most of the time I manage to forget to be afraid. But sometimes I think, 'This could be is,' and I move forward anyway.

Because you also want to be on the other side of the window, living life instead of just thinking about it.

like you can just drive to a store and get a life

When a first date really works, it works like this: You feel the thrill of opening to the first page of a book. And you know -instinctively, you know- it's going to be a very long book.

i'm sure it's going to be a total disaster. but i guess the point is that i'm going to do it anyway.

you've gotta learn to love the falling, because it's all about falling.

living life instead of just thinking about it.

Your first time in New York, feeling like you were marching through canyons, the skyscrapers leaning over to peek down at you and your trombone.

sometimes you just have to dance like a madman in the Self-Help section of your local bookstore

Every traveller returns home.

The reward is in the risk.

but you can also know them from the way they sing along, whether they like the windows up or down, if they live by the map or by the world, if they feel the pull of the ocean.

I certainly have room in my life for caution, but I have no room in my life for paralyzing fear. There's always a risk. There always has been. But I'd rather live my life than die of negations.

I never want to stay. I'm always ready to leave.

And at Dack's party- it was like this. Like you had all the time in the world, and you wanted us to have it together. I loved that. It was like- well, it was like you'd climbed up that tree and found me there at the top. And we had that together.

Bruce, I'm not saying never take any risks, because that would be a waste of time. I know you will. I did, in my youth. In a way, life is about taking risks.

New mysteries. New day. Fresh doughnuts.

I love going into another world, and I love mysteries. So I don't really like to know very much ahead of time. I like the feeling of dicovery.

about cinema) It's like opening a door and go into a new world.

This whole world is wild at heart and weird on top.

He had entered the rough world of men, where a man's acts follow him wherever he goes in the form of story.

And if other old men must be willing, at the end, to push up off their deathbed and adventure out into the unknown, how much more willing must that man be whose whole life has been just such a daily exercise of adventuring, even in the stillness of his own garden? I mean, the poet.

plot is not the story, but an Ariadne's thread you follow through a labyrinth of scenes.

It seems frankly remarkable that anyone anywhere ever attempted anything.