Quotes About Adventure

It's not that we fly by the seat of our pants. We're not afraid of failure.

From this moment on I'd dedicate my life to rock and roll and take as many drugs as possible. What could possibly go wrong?

For my birthday that year Anne gave me an inflatable atlas globe, along with a birthday card in which she wrote: I give you the world. Have fun blowing it up.

I sometimes wonder if fear isn't just God's way of saying, 'Pay attention, this could be fun.

She smiles and then runs as fast as she can toward them.

I long to drift through turquoise skies; race the wind in rampant flight. Ruddy chains have framed my eyes, they seize my heart and stain the light.

Look out there, my little princess," he called down to her. "These plants are only the very tip of the earth's treasures, almost like hairs on her head. She hides so many other secrets deep within her, and one day, if you're lucky, you may find some of them.

Remember, to get what you've never had, you must do what you've never done. But to get what you once had, you must do what you once did.

Freedom lies in being bold. — Robert Frost

If we take a risk, we might not succeed, but if we avoid all risk, we guarantee we won't succeed, and we miss so much of what God wants us to learn.

As he began to drift again Jean was never sure whether he saw or did not see, a troupe of monkeys clad in blue Hussar coats piped with yellow twist, enter from a small door to swing across the great chamber and exit like nomadic wanderers into a great door emblazoned by the setting sun.

I hung back at the curb, but it's hard to go unnoticed when you are a powder blue vintage convertible with a cowboy, an Indian, a brunette and a dog inside.

There are a number of smells I've loved in my lifetime, but few can compare with the smell of a bookstore.

That was the beauty of horse stealing, though—you could always ride your stolen property.

Craig Johnson

Lucian spoke. "Isaac, I gotta get out of here." He gestured toward me. "The current sheriff and full-time layabout and his redskin sidekick need my help.

Combining the gait of a fine horse, the comfort of your favorite Indian blanket, and the ease of a well-worn saddle, Mark Langley's Path of the Dead is one heck of a debut novel coming out of the gate. —Craig Johnson, author of the Walt Longmire Mysteries, the basis for the Netflix drama Longmire.

Craig Johnson

Hey, I try and have an open container with me no matter what state I'm in." She

Some buckle bunny's bed, I suppose.

We followed him to the cut bank of the river and watched as the underside of his truck suddenly became visible. The jump didn't get very far and, as anticipated, the wheels and most of the front of the Toyota sank into the soft mud of the Powder River effectively ending the vehicular portion of George's getaway.

Bubba the Sheep Squeezer in

You can convince yourself that you're on solid ground and nothing's going to happen to you up to this point, but when you have nowhere to look but down, the game changes. I had the benefit of not being able to see very far, but it was as if the dancing flakes snapping into the distance and disappearing from view were pulling at me, reaching and trying to take me with them into the darkness.

I steered us across a bridge that had been made from an old freight car, a common practice in our part of the world, and pulled up to a number of strands of barbed wire with a steel sign affixed, which read KEEP OUT, PRIVATE PROPERTY, followed by TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED. I slowed the truck to a stop and looked at the shiners riding shotgun. "Feel like doing something unlawful?" She cracked the passenger door open and climbed out. "Always, and all ways.