Finding a taxi, she felt like a child pressing her nose to the window of a candy store as she watched the changing vista pass by while the twilight descended and the capital became bathed...

A man cannot deserve adventures; he cannot earn dragons and hippogriffs.

somebody” that will remove the obstacles they encountered out of the pathway for others.

I knew that it was impossible for us to be kept apart for too long.

May you find renewed energy, courage and hope to pursue new adventures.

Next time when I dive into the territory that I had lived next to, where my sister grew up, I know what to expect. I would be ready. I would be prepared.

There are few things better than losing yourself in a book. And if you’re lucky enough to have that adventure continue in a series, it’s like chocolate ganache on the icing on the cake.

The stirring incidents of the last few months had spoiled her; the monotony of the last few weeks had bored her; and now she had just rode out in quest of adventures.

But when first the two black dragons sprang out of the fog upon the small clerk, they had merely the effect of all miracles – they changed the universe. He discovered the fact that all...

Dignity will only happen when you realize that having someone in your life doesn’t validate your worth.

Starting now,

Thoughts are such fleet magic things. Betsy’s thoughts swept a wide arc while Uncle Keith read her poem aloud. She thought of Julia learning to sing with Mrs. Poppy. She thought of Tib learning to...

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

Did you know in the sea you can find a fish called, SWEETLIPS?”Ted and Raymond’s Sea Adventure

Anything is possible if you’ve got enough nerve.

Reading is not life. Reading is creating life in your head.

Every person with ADHD already knows that destination addiction is part of their disorder. However, if it doesn’t have a positive outlet, it can destroy your life. It is not another person that will make...

Although nobody could ever know about our friendship, that wasn’t going to stop us from being together.

Jesus wastes none of our stories, even our tales of woe. He transforms them into epic adventures where we dare to face our past for the sake of our present.

So Mary gasped in disbelief as she heard the squeaking noise again, and the grandmother’s rocking chair was not moving at all. Then the grandmother opened her eyes and looked directly at her, holding her...

A closed book will lie there like a dead horse. But an open book will kick, buck, and bolt through perceived adventures like a wild and free stallion. So hold on.