Quotes About Adventure

Next time we meet it'll be on the soil of your new world.

Frank Herbert

There had been so many things to learn. Arrakis would be a place so different from Caladan that Paul's mind whirled with the new knowledge. Arrakis—Dune—Desert Planet.

Mutlak bilgiye sahip ç?kmak gaddarl?kt?r. Bilgi, belirsizliÄŸin k?y?s?ndaki sonsuz bir macerad?r.

Somos uma sonda perscrutando o desconhecido, investigando a incerteza.

Whatever comes from behind the mountains must cross the dunes.

Hunter didn't have to seek out adventure, he was adventure.

Name is Maria—Miranda—Macapa. Then, after a pause, she added, as though she had but that moment thought of it, Had a flying squirrel an' let him go.

Each time my heart is broken it makes me feel more adventurous (and how the same names keep recurring on that interminable list!), but one of these days there'll be nothing left with which to venture forth. Why should I share you? Why don't you get rid of someone else for a change?

I stole every nickel and blew it on fine threads, luxurious lodgings, fantastic foxes, and other sensual goodies. I partied in every capital in Europe and basked on all the world's most famous beaches.

The fox who keeps to one den is the easiest caught by the terriers, and I felt I had nested too long in one place.

Anything Anytime Anyplace For No Reason At All (or AAAFNRAA)

Frank swam frantically toward the trapped girl!

Darkness found Frank backing the boys' convertible out the Hardy driveway. Five minutes later they had stopped for a traffic light on the main street of Bayport. Suddenly there was the roar of another engine, a rattle of tin, the raucous

Frank and Joe briefly told the officer on duty they might have a lead and dashed off to their car. They soon reached New Street, where most of the old-fashioned houses had "Rooms for Rent" signs in windows. Number 49 was a large run-down mansion, set far back from the street. Frank and Joe climbed the high steps and rang the bell. A neatly dressed, middle-aged woman opened the door.

After breakfast they drove to Bayport Harbor. They found the area bustling with activity. "There's the Black Parrot," Joe said, pointing. They watched as stevedores pushed handcarts, loaded with wooden crates, up a gangplank to the ship. A hoist was putting heavier cargo aboard.

solve a mystery on our own, though." Frank

Frank drove five miles north of town to an elevated spot overlooking the Atlantic Ocean, and directly below, Barmet Bay. From the road, they could see Bayport hugging the coast with its many docks stretching like dark fingers into the bay.

Joe checked the gas and oil in their car while Frank loaded the baggage into the trunk. "All set." "Okay." Joe took the wheel and zigzagged through the Bayport streets until they came to the highway which led directly west. Early-morning traffic was light, consisting mainly of large trucks heading east toward the radar construction. The road, level at first, rose in a long curve toward the top of a hill, three miles out of town.

Frank and Joe marveled at the scenery along the coast. It was extremely craggy, and geysers of white foam shot up from the sea splashing against the jagged rocks.

Biff rode in the Hardys' car with Frank and Joe while Chet chauffeured the girls in his jalopy. Five miles later they stopped at the Hamburger Haven, piled out of the cars, and occupied counter stools. After the girls had ordered, Chet boomed, "Three burgers for me, a double order of French fries, and a thick chocolate malted.

Franklin W. Dixon

As Frank opened the door, four laughing young people burst into the Hardy home. In the lead was Iola Morton, Chet's sister, with Callie Shaw and Helen

It was a pleasant ride in the early-morning fresh air and the sun stood bright over the horizon when they arrived at the dunes.