Quotes About Adventure

Drive anywhere and everywhere, even when there's nowhere to go. (Note: There's always somewhere to go.)

With banner flip-flapping, once more you'll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky.

Chcia?abym ?y? w ?wiecie zaprojektowanym przez Theodore'a Fincha. - "I przez chwil? ?y?am

Skacz, skacz w górÄ™ i li? niebo! Ja skaczÄ™ z TobÄ… i pÅ'onÄ™ z TobÄ…

Today is your day! You're off to Greatest Places! You're off and away! Your mountain is waiting. So... get on your way!

Germ—Ask a Parent, book playlists, monthly soundtracks, lists of places where girls like me can get involved. One of the things I want to create is a Wander section where readers can send in pictures or videos of their favorite grand, small, bizarre, poetic, nothing-ordinary sites.

Today is your day. You're off to Great Places! You're off and away!

Your mountain is waiting. So...get on your way!

And even though I didn't know this exact moment existed, I wanted to be out here in the world to see it.

I'd go to Hoosier Hill with a beautiful gir

feel free to choose the places that strike our fancy, no matter how obscure or far away.

I'm trying out Theodore Finch, '80s kid, and seeing how he fits.

Ho imparato che a questo mondo c'è qualcosa di buono, se si sa dove cercare. Ho imparato che non tutte le persone sono una delusione, me compreso, e che sopra una collina alta 383 metri si può provare un'ebbrezza maggiore che in cima a una torre se hai accanto la persona giusta.

which is exactly how we act, the three of us running off in three different directions.

Maybe no one else will ever visit them and appreciate them or take the time to think they're important, but maybe even the smallest places mean something. And if not, maybe they can mean something to us. At the very least, by the time we leave, we know we will have seen it, this great state of ours. So come on. Let's go. Let's count for something. Let's get off that ledge.

I abandoned the assigned problems in standard calculus textbooks and followed my curiosity. Wherever I happened to be--a Vegas casino, Disneyland, surfing in Hawaii, or sweating on the elliptical in Boesel's Green Microgym--I asked myself, "Where is the calculus in this experience?

I drew in a deep breath, then exhaled in satisfaction. "Smell that? That's air, bascha … good, clean air. And warm air, too . . no more frozen lungs." "No," she agreed, "no more frozen lungs … now we can breathe Southron air and have our lungs scorched.

The Friday afternoon of a teenager--had anything more wonderful existed?

When I was five I learned to read. Books were a miracle to me - white pages, black ink, and new worlds and different friends in each one. To this day, I relish the feeling of cracking a binding for the first time, the anticipation of where I'll go and whom I'll meet inside.

How marvelous to leave the real world with all its cares behind and step into another, more vivid, more vital, alive with fascinating characters whose lives you alone control.

Helping to match people to the book that would change their life, or make them fall in love, or get over a love affair gone wrong. And for the children, she could show them where to dive into a crocodile-infested river, or fly through the stars, or open the door of a wardrobe...

Nina had been told regularly since she was a child that she needed more fresh air, at which she would take her book and clamber up the apple tree at the bottom of their tatty garden, away from the car her father was always tinkering with but had never driven in all the years of her childhood—she wondered what had happened to it—and hide there, braced against the trunk, her feet swinging, burying herself in Enid Blyton or Roald Dahl until she was allowed back inside again.

You've moved an entire country away with a big bunch of books and a van. said Surinder. I already think you are totally stupid.

She would be as kick-ass as Katniss Everdeen, as uncompromising as Elizabeth Bennet, as brave as Hero.