Quotes About Adventure

Now nearly all the mysteries have gone, and there is scarcely an unknown country left to peer at.)

Find what brings you joy and go there.

Alice likes to swing as high as she can. At the schoolyard on the big swings there, I think maybe she's going to go all the way over the top. I can read her mind when she swings. I know she's thinking about jumping out and flying away when she swings that high. Flying to California. She doesn't say anything about it.

locking the little scamp in the basement.

Want hij is zeventien jaar - precies de leeftijd waarop je alle reuzen, draken en heksen aankunt.

You're implying that Gertie is too old to be having fun, and that's wrong. If Gertie wants to dress like a hooker and ride an alligator float down the bayou when she's a hundred and two, she should do it.

Sometimes playing it safe can be just as bad as taking risks.

We only break the law to help people. Well, and maybe to have some fun.

I was headfirst into the deep ocean before I learned how to control my dinghy in the swimming pool.

I had it in my head. I thought I had it in my heart—in my body—but I didn't; not really. I couldn't. It was too scary, like stepping off a cliff without knowing if there was a trampoline below. It meant doing life differently.

She could never be part of so much of his turbulent history, his youthful adventure, where life had been deeply felt.

My books are my friends. They take me on journeys to places I'll never travel. My friends know what I think, what I feel, what I long for.

As this life is not a gate, but the horse plunging through it.

The moon and sun are travelers of a hundred generations. The years, coming and going, are wanderers too. Spending a lifetime adrift on boat decks, greeting old age while holding a horse by the mouth—for such a person, each day is a journey, and the journey itself becomes home.

By its nature, the metropolis provides what otherwise could be given only by traveling; namely, the strange.

There were nights when, lying awake on the fringes of Derian's latest encampment and invigorated by the coolness that came with the dark, she fought back the urge to get up and go just a bit farther. When the wolf-woman slept, she dreamed of her impatience.

When Firekeeper finally slept, she dreamed she rode astride the comet—or was it Blind Seer whose tail streamed out so broad and bright behind?—and that they traveled to places where time and earthly limitations mattered not at all.

A need to wander was in most Russians' blood, particularly the less well-off classes, and without positions, property, and status to fetter them, they would often pack a bundle of a few clothes and minimum food and set off on a week's, a a few clothes and minimum food and set off on a week's, a month's, a year's pilgrimage from monastery to town, or just traversing the vast empty spaces of their country, stopping as they chose, going where they willed.

I love you more than I hate cars, so I decided I'd try to face my fears and take some risks.

True spirituality is a thing of joy and of the earth, and has nothing to do with fake adult dignity. It has nothing to do with long words and sorrowful faces. It has to do with the dance of consciousness that is within you, and with the sense of spiritual adventure that is within your hearts.

When I came home for the summer after my first year of college, I told my mother that my best friend and I were driving to California. She laughed out loud - 2 000 miles in a what? Well, my best friend had an old Chevy. What could go wrong?

I love to escape to wild places – forests, mountains rivers or the sea. If that's not possible, I flee into books; vicarious travel is rejuvenating

The Chinese say that there is no scenery in your home town. They're right. Being in another place heightens the senses, allows you to see more, enjoy more, take delight in small things; it makes life richer. You feel more alive, less cocooned.

Travel is a joy, full of surprises. Perhaps some of the most enjoyable times are those where one comes close to disaster: the risks add spice, and make for great stories when you are safely back home again.