Quotes About Adventure

It's like sneaking into heaven through the back door." On entering Norway after flying across the Arctic Ocean in an aging Russian Biplane

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any other. The world had been

Sir William Curzon Wyllie?

She tried to cry out, but her throat was so parched that only a croak emerged. She took a swig from her canteen, wiped the dust from her face with another splash, then shouted, "Here! It's here!

Robert Masello

Tao Te Ching: "The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

So, you never can tell what will happen when you learn to play the harmonica.

First, the discovery of a world we do not know.

in truth there's only one story. In essence we have told one another the same tale, one way or another, since the dawn of humanity, and that story could be usefully called the Quest. All stories take the form of a Quest.

It is a matter of going beyond the comfort of your current realities and into the realm of new possibilities for your life.

I want to be free to travel the world and live in the lifestyle I love. I want to be young when I do this. I want to simply be free. I want control over my time and my life. I want money to work for me.

Where the slanting forest eaves, Shingled tight with greenest leaves, Sweep the scented meadow-sedge, Let us snoop along the edge; Let us pry in hidden nooks, Laden with our nature books, Scaring birds with happy cries, Chloroforming butterflies, Rooting up each woodland plant, Pinning beetle, fly, and ant, So we may identify What we've ruined, by-and-by.

The Wanderlust has got me... by the belly-aching fire

Let us probe the silent places, let us seek what luck betide us; Let us journey to a lonely land I know. There's a whisper on the night-wind, there's a star agleam to guide us, And the Wild is calling, calling...let us go

There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales That would make your blood run cold; The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, But the queerest they ever did see Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge I cremated Sam McGee.

There's a land—oh, it beckons and beckons, And I want to go back—and I will.

Freeleng!" Wilcox

A quienes conservan el sano juicio les hago el siguiente llamamiento: no leáis siempre y de manera exclusiva esos libros sanos; acercaos un poquito a la llamada literatura enfermiza, de la que tal vez podáis sacar un consuelo vital. La gente sana debería arriesgarse siempre de una u otra manera. ¿Para qué demonios, si no, conservar el sano juicio? ¿Para morir un día saludablemente? Vaya un futuro desolador

He doesn't see his path clearly, but also doesn't consider this absolutely necessary; he strikes out in some direction or other, and one thing leads to the next. All paths lead to lives of some sort, and that's all he requires, for every life promises a great deal and is replete with possibilities enchantingly fulfilled.

I am constructing here a commonsensical book from which nothing at all can be learned. There are, to be sure, persons who wish to extract from books guiding principles for their lives. For this most estimable individual I am therefore, to my gigantic regret, not writing. Is that a pity? Oh yes. O you driest, most upright, virtuous and respectable, kindest, quietest of adventurers- slumber sweetly, for the while.

I found myself, as I walked into the open, bright, and cheerful street, in a romantically adventurous state of mind, which pleased me profoundly.

Every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.

I come to call down my destiny - and it is tall and dangerous!