Here was the puppeteer who was pulling strings all over the Empire. Didn’t he know that the Fates were the only ones who could tweak the threads of destiny?

There was still a bit of sunshine in the sky, not that it mattered. High treetops and reaching branches entombed us from above in a dark coffin. It was still in the afternoon. We had...

. . . the pain itself made Puddleglum’s head for a moment perfectly clear and he knew exactly what he really thought. . . ‘One word, Ma’am,’ he said, coming back from the fire; limping,....

A dark shadow rose from the depth of the watercourse. Forced to crawl out of the oceans rolling waves, it struggled against the pull of the undertow. Rising, it moved further up the white sandy...

Always choose the adventure … unless, it’s chilly outside and there’s a cup of warm coffee resting near a book and comfy sofa.

Every month we do a bold adventure. This is the golden age of space exploration.

[She had] a gay adventuresome spirit that was never to die, though it led her into curious places and she often found, at the end, only a trackless waste from which she had to retrace...

It is a very strange sensation to inexperience youth to feel itself quite alone the world, cut adrift from every connection, uncertain whether the port to which it is bound can be reached, and prevented...

Before you know it you’ll be my age telling your own granddaughter the story of your life and you wanna make it an interesting one, don’t you? You wanna be able to tell her some...

I come from a place where everyone has great power, by your standards, and they steadfastly refuse to use it for self-aggrandizement … anywhere … ever.

What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean...

Starting now,

I feel sad for the people who I hear always plan, plan, plan the next day’s event to occur. Life only stands still for them.

God, she was beautiful. Hair a tangled mess, clothes torn, lips pale and swollen, skin streaked in dirt. And she was so damn beautiful and flawed and perfect.

I have discovered that even the mediocre can have adventures and even the fearful can achieve.

Adventure can be an end in itself. Self-discovery is the secret ingredient…

We gain new perspectives on life after every voyage.

So far it’s been a great adventure.

Take a journey into the world of possibilities.You will be amazed with your adventure.

There is the world you know, the world you have always known; and then you blink, and there is a place you never had any inkling of, and it spreads out across your eyescape. And...

Give to the world the best you have and the best will come back to you.

You are one of us, one of those who knows without knowing, and one who will live and die in dreams that blend with this world. No, I am no gypsy, just one who has...

Life goes on with or without you!

They still think this is a big adventure, and they’re thrilled to be able to come up here and go to school with their cousins.

Fifteen men on the Dead Man’s Chest Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!

Avevamo, poi, due formidabili alleati: il rum e il clima.Per quanto riguarda il primo, pur essendo lontani quasi un miglio, potevamo sentirli urlare a squarciagola e cantare fino a notte fonda; per quanto riguarda il...

America, and all it had once stood for–all he had fought for–was dying…on life support, and counting.

To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts. One brief house of madness and joy!

Yes, movies! Look at them — All of those glamorous people — having adventures — hogging it all, gobbling the whole thing up! You know what happens? People go to the movies instead of moving!...

Not every winged Creature is considered a bird or a bat. Some wings are made of magic.- Raani York – 2013 –

The porters could always be coaxed to continue a little further through driving rain by the mere suggestion of a Pot Noodle at the end.

Emotion has its place, but it must not interfere with taking the appropriate action.

Arrogance and Conceit are the mother and father of a closed mind.Charles Jennings, “Journey of the Chosen”.

As you get older, you become more consistent. With a first-year player, every day is an adventure. You never know which guys are going to show up. I wouldn’t say I get frustrated –It’s just...

Never fear quarrels, but seek hazardous adventures.

Adventure is worthwhile in itself.

Every day God invites us on the same kind of adventure. It’s not a trip where He sends us a rigid itinerary, He simply invites us. God asks what it is He’s made us to...

Space tourism is a logical outgrowth of the adventure tourist market.

There was a feeling on the air like the eve of the end of the world.

His three boats stove around him, and oars and men both whirling in the eddies; one captain, seizing the line-knife from his broken prow, had dashed at the whale, as an Arkansas duellist at his...

Go outside. Don’t tell anyone and don’t bring your phone. Start walking and keep walking until you no longer know the road like the palm of your hand, because we walk the same roads day...

Oh! That was poetry!” said Pippin. “Do you really mean to start before the break of day?

A common fallacy in much of the adverse criticism to which science is subjected today is that it claims certainty, infallibility and complete emotional objectivity. It would be more nearly true to say that it...

I think mostly it’s the adventure that I will have in making the movie. That’s what I look for.

Have you lost your mind? What have I told you Charlie about whales? You can’t MANHANDLE THEM!

We won—this little conflict and a thousand like it—because we were destined to win. The universe will allow no other outcome.

Few of us could speak the other’s language, but all of us had by now discovered the lodge’s unique ‘outside toilet’…which transcended all national barriers. The lodge owner wouldn’t let you use it unless you...

As a child I would play with such imagination that the ‘real’ world was never real at all. It was full of mystery, adventure and possibility.

Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body. But rather, to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming...

Here’s to freedom, cheers to art. Here’s to having an excellent adventure and may the stopping never start.