Quotes About Adventure

You wanted to live inside the lines where the ordinariness of everything would protect you from the dragons that lay at the edge of the map ready to blow fire in your face if you strayed off course, to the edge of the known world.

I's only the things you don't do that you end up regretting: the women not courted, the paintings not painted, the paths not taken.

Even without wars, life is dangerous.

I'd won the world but like a forsaken explorer, I'd lost my map.

She threw herself eagerly into the paths of unsuitable men.

I feel a sin coming on.

The nuns were still just one step behind her.

I live so I can live more than one life in more than one place.

But if you never did anything you couldn't undo you'd end up doing nothing at all.

I write because I want more than one life; I insist on a wider selection. It's greed, plain and simple. When my characters join the circus, I'm joining the circus. Although I'm happily married, I spent a great deal of time mentally living with incompatible husbands.

She'd been to Narnia, Wonderland, Hogwarts, Dictionopolis. She had tessered, fallen through the rabbit hole, crossed the ice bridge into the unknown world beyond.

Now, Hazel was not stupid. She knew that just because you see a piece of cake and a sign that says EAT ME doesn't mean you should actually do it. And just because two giant ravens point you in the direction of a path doesn't mean you should take it. But it was the only path she had.

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Jack who got lost in the woods. His best friend went after him. Along the way, she had many adventures. She met woodsmen, witches, and wolves. She found her friend in the thrall of a queen who lived in a palace of ice and had a heart to match. She rescued him with the help of a magical object. And they returned home, together, and they lived on, somehow, ever after. It went something like that, anyway.

This is what happens on journeys—the things you find are not necessarily the things you had gone looking for.

They were princesses once, charged with saving the kingdom from a dragon, and whoever could defeat it would be queen. Daisy used strength, Amelia wits, and Isabelle fell in love with the dragon, because that's the sort of girl she was. She rid the kingdom of the dragon, and then made it its king.

She saw signs of another village in the distance—she smelled smoke and saw the faint glow of something like civilization. But there was nothing for her there. She had to go get Jack now, and anyway, she was safer out here with the wolves.

It would not hurt, after all, to walk into the woods.

she wore weird baggy clothes and seemed like the sort of person who might tesser in some dark and stormy night.

Ladders were not inherently dangerous, he told himself, people climbed them every day, and most of them lived.

Something stirred inside her, some urge to plunge into the new white world and see what it had to offer. It was like she'd walked out of a dusty old wardrobe and found Narnia.

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this is a magical land where every one of you can find exactly the book you need at any given time—even if you don't know you need it. Every one of you can find the book that will change your life.

That's what happens on journeys, the things you find are not necessarily what you had gone looking for.

Now, the world is more than it seems to be. You know this, of course, because you read stories.