Quotes About Adventure

Are you afraid of chilli heat?' (Ni pa bu pa la?) is the customary warning for travellers on their way to Sichuan.

it was my last night in northern Fujian and I felt I had to eat snake.

It was an absurd journey.

Gaston was not only a fierce lover, with endless wisdom and imagination, but he was also, perhaps, the first man in the history of the species who had made an emergency landing and had come close to killing himself and his sweetheart simply to make love in a field of violets.

car c'est souvent en errant seule dans les villes inconnues que je suis le mieux arrivée – mais à quelque chose d'autre que ce que je pensais chercher et qui fut presque toujours meilleur.

We're all a little mad, my friend. Keeps life interesting.

Crying is part of the adventure

To pretend I was sliding down the stair rail. He laughed again. You should have done it. I would have caught you at the bottom.

that the book is really good. and theres a prince in it to.

trading expedition

What would I hold on to up there? His great ears? What if I fell and pulled an ear off with me, or grabbed his silver pendant and swung from his neck like a bell clapper? "No, thank you.

Danger, a quest, three figures. They are close to you, but they are not your friends." She let my hand go. "Beware of them!

The road was little trafficked, and I was too happy about my escape to feel much fear. I was free of orders.

like Heidi, Little Women, and Anne of Green Gables.

And even in circumstances less critical, women were almost always welcomed in new enterprises that hadn't yet become either prestigious or profitable—whether it was early radio or early cattle drives.

Merry didn't believe Feron had any idea of her homesickness. Now Ritchie was the complete opposite. He loved being away from home and at twelve was making plans for traveling the world. What made him different? Did people who weren't homesick carry their home inside them? And then there were people who wanted to forget the home they came from. She knew Feron must be one of these.

There is a place in me I haven't gone yet.

Anna had read books about people in the cities going camping. They would leave their comfortable homes and beds and deliberately sleep in tents, on the ground, then cook their food outside over an open fire instead of in a well-stocked kitchen. She couldn't imagine something so ridiculous.

I enjoy hiking and skiing, like most Norwegians. In winter, there will be snow for months on end. In the summer, there are the long evenings to enjoy.

The winter's a little bit daunting in Montana.

For sure, Potrero Chico is a super nice winter vacation climbing area. It's really convenient to fly into Monterrey, one of the nicer cities in Mex, and get a taxi to Potero. Then you can just live in the camping area and walk everywhere. It's muy tranquilo, as they say there.

I remember taking a 4x4 up the Sani Pass in South Africa, which goes up into Lesotho. It's a dangerous hairpin trail on this treacherous road and I went up in winter. Half of the road stays in the shade. We turned the corner on this hairpin and just hit black ice.

In two and a half years' trekking across central Asia, I'd become attuned to the late autumn conditions when the hazards of winter can blow in under the cover of darkness.

I like the beach in the summer and the mountains in the winter.