Quotes About Exploration

We'd be fools not to ride this strange torpedo all the way out to the end.

I blew the horn a few times, hoping to call up an iguana. Get the buggers moving. They were out there, I knew, in that goddamn sea of cactus--hunkered down, barely breathing, and every one of the stinking little bastards was loaded with deadly poison.

What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country.

Timothy Leary and I kept the same hours. He believed, as I do, that "After midnight, all things are possible.

Life just seems too huge and too fascinating for me to begin thinking about curing my restlessness at this stage of the game. Maybe later.

Journalism, to me, is just another drug – a free ride to scenes I'd probably miss if I stayed straight. But I'm neither a chemist nor an editor; all I do is take the pill or the assignment and see what happens. Now and then I get a bad trip, but experience has made me more careful about what I buy... so if you have a good pill I'm open; I'll try almost anything that hasn't bitten me in the past.

We are going out again in search of the American dream.

come away scratched or baffled. —A. J. Liebling

Tune in, freak out, get beaten. It's all in Kesey's Bible. … The Far Side of Reality. And

As I came over the brink of the cliff, a few children laughed, an old hag began screeching, and the men just stared. Here was a white man with 12 Yankee dollars in his pocket and more than $ 500 worth of camera gear slung over his shoulders, hauling a typewriter, grinning, sweating, no hope of speaking the language, no place to stay—and somehow they were going to have to deal with me.

The Edge Ã¢â'¬Â¦ There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. The others—the living—are those who pushed their control as far as they felt they could handle it, and then pulled back, or slowed down, or did whatever they had to when it came time to choose between Now and Later. But the edge is still Out there.

Unless I weaken—and I might—I think I'll be sure I can fly before I return to the nest. It should be interesting Ã¢â'¬Â¦ if nothing else.

Yeah, right. I think I'd like to get up there at night, all alone—with a head full of mescaline, just roll around in the sky like a big Condor….

You bought the ticket, now take the ride.

La escritura es una larga introspección, es un viaje hacia las cavernas más oscuras de la conciencia, una lenta meditación

You never get real adventures without a bit of risk somewhere.

Never say 'no' to adventures. Always say 'yes,' otherwise you'll lead a very dull life.

Ever heard of "The House of Diamonds"?

I turned the pages so fast. And I suppose I was, in my mindless way, looking for a something, version of myself, a heroine I could slip inside as one might a pair of favourite shoes.

We go on our hands and knees and crawl our way towards the truth

So here I am, upside down in a woman.

and roads, new roads probing endlessly, shamelessly, as though all that mattered was to be elsewhere.

She was weary of being outdoors, but she was not ready to go in. Was that really all there was in life, indoors or out? Wasn't there somewhere else for people to go?

But on this particular morning, weary of books and birdsong and country peace, Edward took his rickety childhood bike from the shed, raised the saddle, pumped up the tired and set off with no particular plan. He had a pound note and two half crowns in his pocket and all he wanted was forward movement.