Quotes About Adventure

Somewhere along the line, it occurred to him that he hadn't spoken to Virgil Flowers. He'd probably taken the day off, and knowing Flowers, he'd done it in a boat. The thing about Flowers was, in Lucas's humble opinion, you could send him out for a loaf of bread and he'd find an illegal bread cartel smuggling in heroin-saturated wheat from Afghanistan. Either that, or he'd be fishing in a muskie tournament, on government time. You had to keep an eye on him.

The story of how I left Huckleberry begins -- as do all worthy stories -- with a goat

In other words, crew deaths are a feature, not a bug," Cassaway said, dryly.

The American male at the peak of his physical powers and appetites, driving 160 big white horses across the scenes of an increasingly open society, with weekend money in his pocket and with little prior exposure to trouble and tragedy, personifies an accident going to happen.

The road is not certain, and the end of the journey cannot be seen.

Life is a caravan, and on this journey we sleep in many tents. Tomorrow I shall sleep in a different tent.

I've lived in good climate, and it bores the hell out of me. I like weather rather than climate

My imagination will get me a passport to hell one day.

There is no god but Road Runner and Chuck Jones is his prophet.

I was hooked. He started me with shorter reads, books such as Endurance,7 which chronicled Ernest Shackleton's adventures in Antarctica. Later he led me into much larger challenges, such as Undaunted Courage,8 which depicts the journey of Lewis and Clark, and many more interesting and exciting literary adventures. I often exchanged these books with my dad and Coach Pickett back home for their best choices as well, which included Truman,9 and Freedom from Fear.10 I

That so few dare be eccentric marks the chief danger of our time.

Down the ribboned aisle, the rubber smell discarded for the more certain scent of Peter's footsteps, came two animated mops of dust and swamp ooze. They came swiftly, surely, and they threw themselves with abandon at Peter, who they had come so far to find.

William Nelson Cromwell. Whether Beers went to the United

Life is dangerous. That's what makes it interesting.

Writers may be disreputable, incorrigible, early to decay or late to bloom but they dare to go it alone

This story is going to take you on a very curvy path, leading you step by step into ideas, theories, worlds and counter worlds that will seem wholly false, and yet… Deep down in the depth of your mind, no matter how crazy and off the wall it all seems on the surface, there will still be a ring of truth in it. Your adventure begins now!

He then waved for me to come over and follow him into this cave entrance. I really didn't want to do that, I mean, I didn't know this guy from Adam. I have no clue what he is doing here, and following him into a small cave didn't seem to be my idea of using my coconut properly. As

She grinned, and then felt the grin getting bigger and bigger. She hadn't wanted to run, it was so like a bad movie, but she was running anyway and so was Gaby, taking absurdly long hops in the low gravity.

We will be going on, won't we?" "I suppose so. Somehow it seems like the right thing to do.

My people say Gaea likes a good story, and she likes great heroes. Are you a hero?

She took a step forward, then another. Gaby kept pace, and they walked into the darkness.

Maybe I'm crazy," she said, "but I wonder if this is where the thing that ate us gets its water?" "Could be. I'm not diving in to find out.

Given the chance, she would take adventure to security, if security meant building a hut from sticks and settling down to a diet of raw meat and fruit. She would be crazy in a month.

There was no telling what dangers that land concealed, but it seemed to call to her.