Quotes About Adventure

Always do what you're afraid to do

You're like the warrior princess of the Tate universe," said Noel. He lowered his voice to sound like a TV announcer: "No matter what they said about her. No matter what people thought! Ruby Oliver was undaunted. She gave parties, she kissed other people's boyfriends, she held hands with strange men. In her magical silver dress, she kicked the asses of one and all who dared to stand in her way…

I understand our story now. We are criminals. A band of four.

Tom Sawyer,

Why not?" He jumps to sit on the counter. "Maybe this is a summer of second chances." "Second, sure. But after that it gets ridiculous.

He did not even look back at the castle that had been his home. There, he would never even have a name. Now, he was free to go forth and make a name for himself in the wide, wide world. And maybe, just maybe, he'd come back one day, and burn that fucking palace to the ground.

My boyfriend is named Percocet." I say. "We're very close. I even went to Europe with him last summer.

He might have left Amherst and traveled far away, to Italy or Mexico in search of beautiful food and adventure...Made small things exciting and beautiful, the way he knew how. pg. 246

Always do what you're afraid to do -Cadence (Cady)

Fait ce qui te fait peur

America is rather like life. You can usually find in it what you look for. It will probably be interesting, and it is sure to be large.

There is no better high than discovery.

Americans are people who prefer the Continent to their own country, but refuse to learn its languages.

One of the most adventurous things left us is to go to bed. For no one can lay a hand on our dreams.

You bet it is!" Norelle exclaimed. "Now follow me and we'll be there before you can say my full name backward five times!" "But we don't know your full name," said Annie. Norelle chortled and grinned at Annie. "Exactly!" Annie

eyes were closed again. Apparently she didn't find dragon flight as exciting

And no sooner had Cap been commanded, if she valued her safety, not to cross the water or climb the precipice than, as a natural consequence, she began to wonder what was in the valley behind the mountain and what might be in the woods across the river. And she longed, above all things, to explore and find out for herself.

The stirring incidents of the last few months had spoiled her; the monotony of the last few weeks had bored her; and now she had just rode out in quest of adventures.

This is a jolly imprudent adventure!

listen: there's a hell of a good universe next door; let's go

Writing is] like driving a car at night: you never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing.

Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

Claudia knew that she could never pull off the old-fashioned kind of running away. That is, running away in the heat of anger with a knapsack on her pack. She didn't like discomfort; even picnics were untidy and inconvenient: all those insects and the sun melting the icing on the cupcakes. Therefore, she decided that her leaving home would not be just running from somewhere but would be running to somewhere.