Quotes About Recklessness

Obviously I was going a little too fast, but as I came around a sharp bend, I encountered a car going even faster. I was only conscious of a long, sleek shape hurtling directly at me.

Fine! Whatever! Just be careful, my hands are still slippery with your blood.

Some idiotic things are well worth doing.

She's always in for any game involving pointless risk and temporary oblivion.

I try not to think. It interferes with being nuts -Leo Valdez

He looked at the silver pocketknife in his hand. An idea came to him – possibly the stupidest, craziest idea he'd had since he thought, Hey, I'll get Percy to swim in the River Styx! He'll love me for that!

Let's boogie,' he (Leo) said. 'Before I come to my senses

The thing about plummetting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late.

June cackled with delight, muttering, Whoops! as a car almost killed them.

He's nuts Bianca said We need to jump off this cliff i said Oh nice idea!! Your nuts too

Piper McLean, [Annabeth] grumbled, that was without a doubt the dumbest risk I've ever seen anyone take, and I date a dumb risk-taker.

She stared at me. Fly, ;ole, in an airplane, which you were warned never to do lest Zeus strike you out of the sky, AND carrying a weapon that has more destructive power than a nuclear bomb? Yeah, I said. Pretty much exactly like that.

YEAH, I KNOW. You guys are going to read about how I died in agony, and you're going be like, "Wow! That sounds cool, Magnus! Can I die in agony too?" No. Just no. Don't go jumping off any rooftops. Don't run into the highway or set yourself on fire. It doesn't work that way. You will not end up where I ended up.

Pirate gold isn't a thing to be hoarded or utilized. It is something to squander and throw to the four winds, for the fun of seeing the golden specks fly.

Pirate gold isn't a thing to be hoarded or utilized. It is something to squander and throw to the four winds, for the fun of seeing the golden specks fly.

Screw caution, Tori said. I'm outta here. We looked at her. Well, I am. As long as someone comes with me. We kept looking at her. She sighed. Fine, but when everything goes to hell, just remember, I get to blame you guys, because I wanted to leave right away.

Before we left town, Antonio pulled into a strip mall and went in to get subs and salads, leaving Clay and me half naked and bleeding in the car, and Cain unconscious in the trunk. No wonder I was anxious to get back to Toronto. Spend too much time around these guys and you become a little too nonchalent about blood-soaked clothes and bodies in the trunk

We lay there a moment, entwined around each other, panting. Then I lifted my head to look at the room. Two broken lamps. One ripped pillowcase. One damaged headboard. Not bad ... Oh, shit. Was that a picture frame? Two picture frames. How the hell did we ...? I sighed. We'll snag the bill before Jeremy sees it, Clay said. I sighed louder. Bigger room, darling. Like I said, we need a bigger room.

He grinned, that blazing grin now, hair plastered to his face, eyes glittering. I leaned over and kissed him. He hesitated for about a nanosecond, like he really hadn't expected that, and I laughed. Then he kissed me back, a light kiss, almost teasing, making me shiver. "Probably not the safest place to make out," I murmured, pulling back to glance at the ground, fifty feet below. "I don't care if you don't," he said.

The next vehicle didn't come for a long time. It was a car full of guys not much older than us. "Quick, girls," Corey said. "Give them some incentive. Take off your--" He glanced at Sam. "Maya, take off your shirt." Sam clubbed him in the arm, hard enough to make him yelp. We waved and yelled. They waved back and kept going. Idiots.

Perhaps it was irresponsible, Tom thought, to turn down that dull job in Exeter and go looking for a cathedral to build; but I've always been able to feed them all, despite my recklessness.

Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,And recks not his own rede.

See, I will always have this penchant for what I call kamikaze women. I call them kamikazes because they, you know they crash their plane, they're self-destructive. But they crash into you, and you die along with them.

Wasn't this exactly one of the experiences she craved? Why couldn't she be more spontaneous and reckless?