Quotes About Adventure

It's so difficult to go to a strange town, even in America. I went to Dayton once, when I was in a basketball camp...

You don't want to end up in Troy," the

Oil the saw, sharpen axes, Learn the names of all the peaks you see and which is highest- there are hundreds- Learn by heart the drainages between Go find a shallow pool of snowmelt on a good day, bathe in the lukewarm water.

In the glittering light I got drunk and reeled through the rooms, And cried, "Cartagena! swamp of unholy loves!" And wept for the Indian whores who were younger than me, and I was eighteen, And splashed after the crew down the streets wearing sandals bought at a stall And got back to the ship, dawn came, we were far out at sea.

There are paths that can be followed, and there is a path that cannot- it is not a path, it is the wilderness. There is a going but no goer, no destination, only the whole field

Get drunk all the time. Go someplace and score. Walk in and walk out of the Asp Hike up Tam Keep quitting and starting at Berkeley Watch the pike in the Steinhart Aquarium: he doesn't move. Sleeping with stangers Keeping up on the news Chanting sutras after sitting Practicing yr frailing on guitar Get dropped off in the fog in the night Fall in love twenty times Get divorced Keep moving — move out to the Sunset Get lost — or Get found

What a dynamic, handsome object is a path! How precise the familiar hill paths remain for our muscular consciousness! Oh, my roads and their cadence.

George Sand, dreaming beside a path of yellow sand, saw life flowing by. "What is more beautiful than a road?" she wrote. "It is the symbol and the image of an active, varied life" (Consuelo, vol. II, p. 116). Each one of us, then, should speak of his roads, his crossroads, his roadside benches; each one of us should make a surveyor's map of his lost fields and meadows. Thoreau said that he had the map of his fields engraved in his soul.

the passionate being prepares his explosions and his exploits in this solitude.

I am the little boy who went into the sea to rescue your scarf

You want the secret off my succes; my recipe? I have always brought the same care to making an adventure novel, a serialized novel, that others would bring to the making of a poem. My ambition was to raise the level of this much maligned genre.

WELCOME, EVERYONE!" he said. "IT'S THE YEAR 2129, AND BOY DO I HAVE A STORY FOR YOU!

I used to face charging lions in the Serengeti with nothing more than a stone axe and a loincloth. People today disappoint me.

I'm actually something of an aficionado in the waking up in strange places department. I've woken up in hay lofts, under a buttern churn, on roofs, in a choir loft (twice), under tables, on tables, in trees, in ditches, and half-pinned under a sleeping ox. One time in Bombay, I woke up to find myself lashed to a yak.

I own an island. Because when you have a chance to own an island, you just do.)

Loading new software into new computers and using it for the first time was like playing Russian roulette. It demanded and got a lot of respect.

President Kennedy made his speech at Rice University that confirmed his commitment. This time I was more attuned to his words. On a makeshift stage erected on the fifty-yard line at Rice Stadium, Kennedy repeated the question that many had raised: "Some have asked, why go to the Moon? One might as well ask, why climb the highest mountain? Why sail the widest ocean?

The brown book I carry says there is nothing stranger than to explore a city wholly different from all those one knows, since to do so is to explore a second and unsuspected self. I have found a thing stranger: to explore such a city only after one has lived in it for some time without learning anything of it.

In childhood, one imagines that any door unopened may open upon a wonder, a place different from all the places one knows. That is because in childhood it has so often proved to be so; the child, knowing nothing of any place except his own, is astonished and delighted by novel sights that an adult would readily have anticipated.

For years I had known joy in nothing but victories, and now I felt myself a boy again. When I had wished to climb the Great Keep, it had never occurred to me that the Great Keep itself might wish to climb the sky; I knew better now. But this ship at least was climbing beyond the sky, and I wanted to climb with her.

There have been many times when I have felt I have gone mad, for I have had many great adventures, and the greatest adventures are those that act most strongly upon our minds.

he imagined himself a mouse descending a clear stream in half an eggshell, the master of a comet enfolding a hollow world.

if we went out the way we came in, you'd never find anything. It's too short.

He wandered in the high, hot lands where men have few laws and many slaves.