Quotes About Adventure

Anne, on her way to Orchard Slope, met Diana, bound for Green Gables, just where the mossy old log bridge spanned the brook below the Haunted Wood, and they sat down by the margin of the Dryad's Bubble, where tiny ferns were unrolling like curly-headed green pixy folk wakening up from a nap.

Sunbursts and marble halls may be all very well but there is more 'scope for the imagination without them. - Anne Shirley

Miss Patty and Miss Maria are hardly such stuff as dreams are made of, laughed Anne. Can you fancy them `globe-trotting' -- especially in those shawls and caps? I suppose they'll take them off when they really begin to trot, said Priscilla, but I know they'll take their knitting with them everywhere. They simply couldn't be parted from it. They will walk about Westminster Abbey and knit, I feel sure...

Well, that is one of the things to find out sometime. Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive – it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?

I don't feel like tame domestic joys today. I want to feel alone and free and wild.

I'm going to imagine that I'm the wind that is blowing up there in those tree tops. When I get tired of the trees I'll imagine I'm gently waving down here in the ferns—and then I'll fly over to Mrs. Lynde's garden and set the flowers dancing—and then I'll go with one great swoop over the clover field—and then I'll blow over the Lake of Shining Waters and ripple it all up into little sparkling waves. Oh, there's so much scope for imagination in a wind!

It was not, of course, a proper thing to do. But then I have never pretended, nor ever will pretend, that Emily was a proper child. Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull nobody would read them.

where to blow from next for sheer crazy delight

You don't think much about romance when you have just escaped from a watery grave.

Gilbert darling, don't let's ever be afraid of things. It's such dreadful slavery. Let's be daring and adventurous and expectant. Let's dance to meet life and all it can bring to us, even if it brings scads of trouble and typhoid and twins!

Anne of Avonlea, Anne of the Island, Anne's House of Dreams, Rainbow Valley, The Golden Road, Kilmeny of the Orchard, The Watchman, Songs of the Sea & many more

Sail beyond the sunset and the baths Of all the western stars until you die

Tener aventuras es algo natural para algunas personas - dijo Ana serenamente - O se tienen, o no se tienen los dotes para vivirlas. Ana de Avonlea

dreamed last night that I was chased all around by a fearful goblin with a big layer cake for a head.

DeÄŸiÅŸimler tamamen keyifli olmasa da harika ÅŸeylerdir.

Gilbert darling, don't let's ever be afraid of things. It's such dreadful slavery. Let's be daring and adventurous and expectant. Let's dance to meet life and all it can bring to us, even if it brings scads of trouble and typhoid and twins!

He began to speak dreamily, partly because he wanted to thrill his companions a little, partly because something apart from him seemed to be speaking through his lips. The Piper is coming nearer, he said, he is nearer than he was that evening I saw him before. His long, shadowy cloak is blowing around him. He pipes—he pipes—and we must follow—Jem and Carl and Jerry and I—round and

Well, that is one of the things to find out sometime. Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive-it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we know all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?

No es maravilloso pensar en todo lo que hay que descubrir? Hace que me alegre mucho de estar viva en un mundo tan interesante.

Let's try to make this a really golden day, girls, a day to which we can always look back with delight.

Bence ay, rüyalarla dolu alt?ndan küçük bir tekne. Ve teknenin burnu bir buluta deÄŸdiÄŸinde, rüyalardan baz?lar? tekneden dökülüp senin uykular?na girer.

L.M. Montgomery

He pipes—he pipes—and we must follow—Jem and Carl and Jerry and I—round and round the world. Listen— listen—can't you hear his wild music? The girls shivered.

Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive