Quotes About Adventure

The journey is the REWARD! NOT the destination.

Man was not meant for safe harbor.

Many opportunities are missed, since we fail to give it a try.

The greatest risk is not taking one.

I was afraid to write Fear of Flying ergo I had to write it. I have lived my life according to this principle: If I'm afraid of it then I must do it.

NASA was going to pick a public school teacher to go into space, observe and make a journal about the space flight, and I am a teacher who always dreamed of going up into space.

Thus, the apostles' adventure began as a gathering of persons who open to one another reciprocally. A direct knowledge of the Teacher began for the disciples.

Space isn't remote at all. It's only an hour's drive away if your car could go straight upwards.

The wind is rising and we must make sail. Anchors aweigh! We must be off!

Stars and planets, after all, travelled on predictable orbits - but the wind, nobody knew where the wind would choose to go.

that he was no stranger to budmashing, barnshooting

How strange that venturing away from accepted wisdom was the very path by which she found herself

She was a woman who thrived on danger, but when the danger ended, she couldn't find a way to be happy.

It isn't that i consider them brave, they are reckless, unpredictable, maddeningly unreliable. But like rogue waves and shooting stars, they also add thrills to a life that otherwise would be as regular as the tide, as routine as day passing into night.

Nadie, ni yo ni nadie, puede andar este camino por ti. Habrás de recorrerlo tú solo. No está lejos; lo tienes a tu alcance. Tal vez estás en él desde que naciste, sin saberlo. Tal vez está en todas partes: en el mar y en la tierra.

We are going to the moon that is not very far. Man has so much farther to go within himself.

It takes courage to push yourself to places you have never been before... to test yout limits... to break through barriers. And the day came when the risk it took to stay tight inside the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossum.

I'm restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.

Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.

Sex must be mixed with tears, laughter, words, promises, scenes, jealousy, envy, all the spices of fear, foreign travel, new faces, novels, stories, dreams, fantasies, music, dancing, opium, wine.

My life is not possible to tell. I change every day, change my patterns, my concepts, my interpretations. I am a series of moods and sensations. I play a thousand roles. I weep when I find others play them for me. My real self is unknown. My work is merely an essence of this vast and deep adventure.

I can't let you go now. I want to go places with you; obscure little places, just to be able to say: here I came with her.

I want to do things so wild with you that I don't know how to say them.

By beginning a diary, I was already conceding that life would be more bearable if I looked at it as an adventure and a tale. I was telling myself the story of a life, and this transmutes into an adventure the things which can shatter you.