Quotes About Adventure

Only a biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.

If at first you don't succeed, skydiving definitely isn't for you.

The safest risk is the one you didn't take.

You know you're a skydiver when you buy anything you calculate how many skydives it will cost.

Skiing is a dance, and the mountain always leads.

Chance takers are accident makers.

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up,totally worn out and screaming "Woo Hoo" what a ride!

water skiing is a way of life

What I like about camping is you can get really dirty. Either you're all by yourself, so no one else sees you, or everyone you're with is just as dirty as you are, so nobody cares.

To Noroway, to Noroway,To Noroway o'er the faem;The king's daughter o' Noroway,'Tis thou must bring her hame.

As I was a-walking one morning for pleasure,I spied a cowpuncher a-riding along.

What are little boys made of?Snips and snails, and puppy dogs' tails;That's what little boys are made of.

Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been?I've been to London to look at the queen.Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there?I frightened a little mouse under the chair.

All day they hunted,And nothing did they find,But a ship a-sailing,A-sailing with the wind.

Then blow ye winds, heigh-ho!A-roving I will go,I'll stay no more on England's shore,To hear the music play.I'm off on the morning trainTo cross the raging main,I'm taking a trip on a Government ship,Ten thousand miles away!

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,Way-hay, you rolling river!Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,Ha-ha, we're bound away,'Cross the wide Missouri!

There were two lofty ships, from old England they set sail,Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we!…Cruising down along the shores of High Barbaree!

Every experience is a form of exploration.

Somos ele e eu Sandokans de meia idade, pensou o médico, em que a aventura consiste em decifrar a página necrológica do jornal na esperança de que a omissão do nosso nome nos garanta estarmos vivos. E vamos entretanto partindo aos pedaços, por fracções, o cabelo, o apêndice, a vesicula, alguns dentes, como encomendas desmontáveis

In my mind ran the immortal line of James Thurber, that phrase at once so intensely comic and so pregnant with suggestions of unnameable terror: "Now we go up to the garrick and become warbs." We were going up to the garrick all right, and warbs suddenly seemed the least terrifying of the things we might become.

your body is not a temple, it's an amusement park. Enjoy the ride.

Travel changes you. As you move through this life and this world you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life—and travel—leaves marks on you.

your body is not a temple, it's an amusement park. Enjoy the ride.

Do we really want to travel in hermetically sealed popemobiles through the rural provinces of France, Mexico and the Far East, eating only in Hard Rock Cafes and McDonalds? Or do we want to eat without fear, tearing into the local stew, the humble taqueria's mystery meat, the sincerely offered gift of a lightly grilled fish head? I know what I want. I want it all. I want to try everything once.