Quotes About Adventure

When, that evening, Vatanen slowly ski'd back from Vittumainen Ghyll to Laahkima Gorge, accompanied by his hare, he no longer thought about Kaartinen's strange world. There was a half-moon, and the stars were glimmering faintly in the frozen evening. He had his own world, this one, and it was fine to be here, living alone in one's own way. The hare ambled silently along the trail ahead of the skier, like a pathfinder. Vatanen sang to it.

He had his own world, this one, and it was fine to be here, living alone, in his own way. The hare ambled silently along the trail ahead of the skier, like a pathfinder. Vatanen sang to it.

Os livros são portas que te levam para a rua (...). Com eles aprendes, educas-te, viajas, sonhas, imaginas, vives outras vidas e multiplicas a tua por mil. Quem te oferece mais por menos (...)? E também servem para manter à distância muitas coisas negativas (...) Às vezes interrogo-me como conseguem superar as coisas, aquelas [pessoas] que não lêem.

Books are doors that lead out into the street," Patricia would tell her. "You learn from them, educate yourself, travel, dream, imagine, live other lives, multiply your own life a thousand times. Where can you get more for your money, Mexicanita? And they also keep all sorts of bad things at bay: ghosts, loneliness, shit like that.

Sólo dispongo de una vida, dijo. Un breve momento entre dos noches. Y el mundo es una aventura formidable que no estoy dispuesto a perderme.

hay un ejercicio fascinante, a medio camino entre la literatura y la vida: visitar lugares leídos en libros

Fucking incredible! Four miles in five minutes, with a slight maneuver to avoid an oil barge anchored halfway in. And when the HJ peeled away and abandoned the pursuit and the helicopter began to fall back and gain altitude, Teresa stood up in the middle of the speedboat and, still illuminated by the spotlight, lifted a triumphant single finger. Adiós Cabróooon.

Arturo Pérez-Reverte

Arturo Pérez-Reverte

Para Falcó, palabras como patria, amor o futuro no tenían ningún sentido. Era un hombre del momento, entrenado para serlo. Un lobo en la sombra. Ávido y peligroso. Después

Se trata de un viaje largo, azaroso. Extraña y noble aventura propia de su prodigioso tiempo: traer las luces, la sabiduría del siglo, hasta aquel humilde rincón de la España culta, su Real Academia.

Arturo Pérez-Reverte

el don más preciado del nómada y el aventurero: la facilidad para entablar conversación con cualquier extraño, sobre todo si el extraño pertenecía al sexo opuesto.

el mundo es un barco en viaje de ida, y que ese viaje no tiene regreso.

Los libros son puertas que te llevan a la calle. Con ellos aprendes, te educas, viajas, sueñas, imaginas, vives otras vidas y multiplicas la tuya por mil.

Arturo Pérez-Reverte

Es poco lo que se teme cuando es poco lo que se espera, más allá de una misma. Cuando, en caso necesario, la vida cabe en una maleta con la que poder alejarse de cualquier paisaje sin necesidad de mirar atrás.

La vida es una aventura incierta en un paisaje difuso, de límites en continuo movimiento, donde las fronteras son artificiales; donde todo puede acabar y empezar de nuevo a cada instante, o terminar de golpe, como un hachazo inesperado, para siempre jamás. Donde la única realidad absoluta, compacta, indiscutible y definitiva, es la muerte. Donde sólo somos un pequeño relámpago entre dos noches eternas y donde, princesa, tenemos muy poco tiempo. —

Para Falcó, el mundo era un lugar sencillo: un equilibrio natural de adrenalina, riesgos, fracasos y victorias. Una larga y excitante pelea. Una breve aventura entre dos noches eternas.

A man should travel while he can, should go to distant places and return wiser.

Why don't we go to the police?" "And say what? That Milady and Rochefort, Cardinal Richelieu's agents, have stolen from us a chapter of The Three Musketeers and a book for summoning Lucifer? That the devil has fallen in love with me and been incarnated as a twenty-year-old girl who now acts as my bodyguard? What would you do if you were Inspector Maigret and I came and told you all that.

Los libros son puertas que te llevan a la calle, decía Patricia. Con ellos aprendes, te educas, viajas, sueñas, imaginas, vives otras vidas y multiplicas la tuya por mil.

I am completely a loner. In my head I want to feel I can be anywhere. There is a sort of recklessness that being a loner allows me.

Every sense of progressing and moving ahead is backed by the fact that there is more to come to tell that you know nothing!