Quotes About Adventure

Navigare necesse est. Vivere non est necesse.' I've

The Doctor (Matt Smith): Legs! I've still got legs! Good. Arms. Hands. Oo! Fingers. Lots of fingers. Ears. Yes. Eyes two. Nose. I've had worse. Chin. Blimey. Hair. I'm a girl. No no. I'm not a girl. And still not ginger. There's something else. Something important! I'm- I'm- crashing! Ha ha! Geronimo! -Doctor Who

I saw the Fall of Troy! World War Five! I was pushing boxes at the Boston Tea Party! Now I'm gonna die in a dungeon.... [disgustedly] in Cardiff!

His father is out cutting wood, so he goes to his mother. 'Mother, I must away and see the world, or I shall go mad.' Says his mother, 'If you must go, go you must, and God go with you! I will bake you a cake. Will you have a little cake with my blessing, or a big cake with my cursing?' Says Jack, 'Make me a big cake, mother. It will last longer.' His mother makes him a big cake, and he sets out. And she is standing on the roof of the house, calling curses after him as far as she can see him.

Dreams are like doors. They're like portals to another reality, and once they're open, you better watch out.

I don't mind the risk, because the risk makes it more interesting

She says I am a fool to take foolish risks. But vat choice do I hef? I am a poet. Poets must take risks. And I am a fool, so my risks must be foolish. I see no way around this, do you agree?

But sometimes we'd spin the moon, and you had to close your eyes and put your finger down to make the spinning stop, and wherever your finger landed, that was your spot, and you had to make up a story about it. It was a good game, but then Mom landed in the Sea of Crisis three times in a row, and Dad kept landing in these tiny places like the Marsh of Diseases and the Lake of Death. He thought it was funny, but it freaked Mom out, so we stopped playing.

Reminded us how exciting it was to abandon security and run toward the life that is waiting.

The more stars in your itinerary, the less likely you are to find the real life of another country.

When something frightens me, it is definitely worth doing.

newer here? There were no dense brambles

Did you ever get up at crack of dawn – get your own breakfast and row out a good nautical mile into Penobscot Bay to watch the sun come up while you wait for a school of mackerel to swim near enough to be caught? It is a time full of wonder.

He invited me to his apartment in the wee hours one morning and pulled out a set of children's building blocks. It seems he used to ride around and around on the Yamanote Line with them, building castles on the floor of the train.

Development is a treacherous river, as everyone who plunges into its currents knows.

Al fin y al cabo, el viaje no empieza cuando nos ponemos en ruta ni acaba cuando alcanzamos el destino. En realidad empieza mucho antes y prácticamente no se acaba nunca porque la cinta de la memoria no deja de girar en nuestro interior por más tiempo que lleve nuestro cuerpo sin moverse de sitio. A fin de cuentas, lo que podríamos llamar «contagio de viaje» existe, y es, en el fondo, una enfermedad incurable.

At vove er at miste fodfæstet et kort øjeblik - ikke at vove er at miste sig selv.

an adventure that every human being has to live through, learning to be anxious so as not to be ruined either by never having been in anxiety or by sinking into it. Whoever has learned to be anxious in the right way has learned the ultimate.

Learning to know anxiety is an adventure which every man has to affront…He therefore who has learned rightly to be in anxiety has learned the most important thing.

Expect the unexpected, that was the S.T.A.R.S. motto—although

and she was beautiful, a beautiful, strange adventure just waiting to happen.

Take one thing with another, there are few places I know better than the heart of Africa. Set me down in Bechuanaland or the Cameroons and I will find my way home with less difficulty than I would from Rittenhouse Square or Boylston Street. My

I like you, Mike. I just wanted to know about you." He grinned and finished building the fire. "OK, point taken, and I like you too, Juney. It was an RPG." "Role-playing game?" she asked, bewildered, and saw him laugh aloud, his head thrown back—for the first time since they met, she realized. "Rocket Propelled Grenade," he said.

Who dares, wins," he muttered to himself. "Or gets royally banged about if things go south.