Quotes About Adventure

The price of being a sheep is boredom. The price of being a wolf is loneliness. Choose one or the other with great care.

It's this simple: If I never try anything, I never learn anything. If I never take a risk, I stay where I am.

For me, my travels have been the chance to go to a place that already exists in my imagination.

Paras nukkua... Paeta tätä järjetöntä ja rikoksentäyteistä elämää joka nieli nuoruuteni...

Corto Maltese:"L'Eldorado di Raleigh, la Città d'Oro di Orellana, il regno favoloso di Cibola del Coronado... sono fatti della stessa sostanza dei sogni. E' sorprendente vedere uomini di cultura come lei interessarsi a simili storie..." Levi Colombia:"I sogni sono d'oro, la realtà è di piombo...

Viagiar descanta, ma chi parte mona torna mona

Well, there you are: a hobbit amongst the Urukhai. Keep up your hobbitry in heart, and think that all stories feel like that when you are in them. You are inside a very great story! Letter 66 From a letter to Christopher Tolkien

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!

I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.

So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?

No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it up to forced consciousness expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten.

The Edge... There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.

Some may never live, but the crazy never die.

We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.

Enjoy your Life to the fullest , 'cause this is the time to see the world ; This time wont again again.

You need to read more science fiction. Nobody who reads science fiction comes out with this crap about the end of history

Two of its members, Rodrigo de Jerez and the interpreter Luis de Torres, had even gone so far as to try the custom for themselves, thus becoming the first Europeans to smoke tobacco.

Stories set in the Culture in which Things Went Wrong tended to start with humans losing or forgetting or deliberately leaving behind their terminal. It was a conventional opening, the equivalent of straying off the path in the wild woods in one age, or a car breaking down at night on a lonely road in another.

With the world as it now presents itself, there is something perverse, and probably dysfunctional, about a person who stays in the same house for 40 years. What about the expanding family syndrome, the school-lottery migration, the property portfolio neurosis? Have you no imagination?

Getting comprehensively lost in a car with a full tank of petrol at someone else's expense, you can't beat it.

The Falls of the Tsangpo had offered turn-of-the-century explorers a geographical quest to rival the search for the headwaters of the Nile. But the Tibetans—who knew of it already—did not view the falls as a topographical trophy but as a sacrament, a threshold between the physical universe and the world of the spirit.

As I followed the accounts of Tibetan pilgrims, as well as those of Victorian and Edwardian explorers, Pemako became for me a realm of unbounded possibility, a place where geographical exploration merged with discoveries of the spirit.

We play the contest again, Time Lord.