Quotes About Adventure

It was a secular cathedral, dedicated to the rites of travel.

transports (and lost only three of the

What a long, strange trip it's been.

If you can find a way to add some adventure to a mundane daily commute, I suggest you do that. Life is too short, my friends.

Einstein said, "A person who has never made a mistake never tried anything new.

As far as I am concerned I wish to be out on the high seas. I wish to take my chances with wind, and wave, and star. And I had rather go down in the glory and grandeur of the storm, than rot in any orthodox harbor.

The student of story collections finds himself adrift on an ocean of stories, an ocean which is boundless, deep and ceaselessly in motion.

Don't be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better. —Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1841

See the USA in your Chevrolet, America is asking you to call, Drive your Chevrolet through the USA, America's the greatest land of all. [ Quoting The Dinah Shore Chevy Show theme song, c. 1952, in an epigraph to Chapter 11: See the USA in Your Chevrolet or from a Plane Flying High Above. ]

stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot oftener, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more and cry less. Life must be lived as we go along.

Every day is different when lived with anticipation.

This time, as we went over the bridge on the way to the airport, my attorney asked me, "Well, how do you feel now?" I thought about it for a moment, then looked at him and answered, "Intimidating.

and Jess was looking through his spyglass. He scanned the wooded hillsides around the little

plan to take Jill fishing on the lake you loved, Lake

Jess rode at a moderate gallop along the trail. It wasn't long before he saw the huge house off to the side of it. He halted his

I am the highway and a peregrine and all the sails that ever went to sea

One more dance along the razor's edge finished. Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today.

Time to toss the dice

For twenty years, Peter had been playing with soldiers; first toys, then boys, then grown men. His games had grown from drills involving a few hundred idle stable boys and falconers to 30,000 men involved in the assault and defense of the river fort of Pressburg. Now, seeking the excitement of real combat, he looked for a fortress to besiege, and Azov, isolated at the bottom of the Ukrainian steppe, suited admirably.

Can't you just read the directions?" "I could if I wasn't fueled by testosterone and stupidity, but where's the fun in that?

In a world where even the moon had been traveled, the floor of the Atlantic remained uncharted wilderness, its shipwrecks beacons for men compelled to look.

In the United States, of the ten million certified scuba divers, it is likely that only a few hundred dive deep for shipwrecks. To those few, it is not a matter of if they will taste death, only of whether they'll swallow.

If a deep-wreck diver stays in the sport long enough, he will likely either come close to dying, watch another diver die, or die himself. There are times in this sport when it is difficult to say which of the three outcomes is worst.

The feeling of a place was the best reason to go.