Quotes About Adventure

stock runnin' on the plains south of the Platte all the way

and studied the terrain. Twice that morning he had seen unshod hoofprints. There were Apaches around. He walked back to the boy and ate his share of the rabbit while Johnny was brushing the spines from a tuna the way he had shown him earlier. As the boy ate the desert fruit, he thought about how fast the morning had gone, how much he had enjoyed it. And this was the son

To be a smuggler in Britain was to be in good company, for

said, "went far out

It is often said that one has but one life to live, but that is nonsense. For one who reads, there is no limit to the number of lives that may be lived, for fiction, biography, and history offer an inexhaustible number of lives in many parts of the world, in all periods of time.

There's a little cowboy in all of us, a little frontier.

wealth, but he had been a hunter. Never so much at home as when he was far from home and in the deep woods, the far veldt, the desert, the mountains. THE TABLE HAD been set up

you," Wildy said

Doesn't every kid want to dig a hold to China? Didn't you? What about Chinese children?

Where are we supposed to go to the bathroom?" he asked Magnet. Magnet gestured with his arms to the great expanse around them. "Pick a hole, any hole," he said.

After all, you only have one life, so you should make the most of it.

Small steps, Hand in hand we'll walk together, And maybe we'll discover A clue along the way. . . .

Take a train, peanut brain

One was a fast-talking, skinny white guy. With him was a big dude wearing a cowboy hat and boots.

They walked for what seemed like a very long time, and still never came across the Mary Lou. Stanley was pretty sure they were heading in the right direction. He remembered that when they left the boat, they were headed toward the setting sun. Now they were headed toward the rising sun. He knew the sun didn't rise and set exactly in the

YOU ARE ENTERING CAMP GREEN LAKE

across the blacktop

The Open Road goes to the used-car lot.

She preferred imaginary heroes to real ones, because when tired of them, the former could be shut up in the tin kitchen till called for, and the latter were less manageable.

I like adventures, and I'm going to find some.

and best of all, the wilderness of books, in which she could wander, where she liked, made the library a region of bliss to her.

freedom being the sauce best beloved by the boyish soul.

I don't like to doze by the fire. I like adventures, and I'm going to find some.

I'd rather be a free spinster and paddle my own canoe.