Quotes About Adventure

Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

We had apparently brought with us only the case of Dewey beer (from Delaware)

What had Freddy meant, the bravest person I know? For Less, it is a mystery. Name a day, name an hour, in which Arthur Less was not afraid. Of ordering a cocktail, taking a taxi, teaching a class, writing a book. Afraid of these and almost everything else in the world. Strange, though; because he is afraid of everything, nothing is harder than anything else. Taking a trip around the world is no more terrifying than buying a stick of gum. The daily dose of courage.

the rescue. And today Less was one of them.

Years away at sea, husbands coming back — if they came back — having seen things you cannot imagine, having wrestled with the unknown and, somehow, won? All this with barely enough money made to cover the debt accrued? I imagine it was like being married to a novelist.

OPEN THE TREEHOUSE DOOR OR ELSE!

waves to surf …

my Ninja Snails. 'Watch this!' 'Attack!' 'Fly!

Andy Griffiths

Andy Griffiths

THE 13-STOREY MONKEY HOUSE

Don't mention it," I say. "That's what friends are for. Come on! To the flying fried-egg car!

Mount Everest!

Scripts bore me. It's much more exciting not to know what's going to happen.

Been there, done that.

Life is not being sure what will come next or how it will come. We guess at everything we do. We take leap after leap in the dark and that's the joy of living and the beauty of faith. When we grow tired, when we sit still, that's when we begin to die.... One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.

007 n. the fictional British secret agent James Bond, or someone based on, inspired by, or reminiscent of him.

At the Shoals, men have always fished for haddock and for hake, for porgies and for shad. In 1614, Captain John Smith first mapped the islands and called them Smythe's Isles, and he wrote that they were a heape together.

The ocean was the best place, of course. That was what she loved most. It was a feeling of freedom like no other, and yet a feeling of communion with all the other places and creatures the water touched.

She knew that when she got old it would be more fun to look back on a life of romance and adventure than a life of quiet habits. But looking back was easy. It was the doing that was painful. There were plenty of things she would like to look back on but wasn't willing to risk ...

He took her hand and they started walking toward the baggage claim. They didn't say anything to each other. They swung their held hands like little kids, like they believed anything could happen, like they might take off soaring into the air. All the things you wanted to happen could happen. Why not?

I like that you let yourself be surprised

You Could Only See As Far As Your Headlights, But You Can Make Your Whole Trip That Way :)

sometimes you need to make a mess.