#advent

Peanut butter is my frenemy. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#adventure #art #being #chance #chaos

Adventures are only interesting once you've lived to see the end of them. Before that, they are nothing but fear, and being too cold or too hot or too wet or too hungry, and getting hurt. ↗

— Holly Lisle

#attitude #survival #attitude

Life's most beautiful and inspiring moments occur at 3am, just prowling, looking for nothing but always finding something. ↗

— CrimethInc.

#beauty

Let those who wish have their respectability- I wanted freedom, freedom to indulge in whatever caprice struck my fancy, freedom to search in the farthermost corners of the earth for the beautiful, the joyous, and the romantic. ↗

— Richard Halliburton

#beautiful #caprice #explore #freedom #indulgence

Nobody who says, ‘I told you so’ has ever been, or will ever be, a hero. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#bravery #courage #curiousity #freedom #heroism

A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for~John A. Shedd, Salt from My Attic (1928) ↗

— John A. Shedd

#courage #inspirational #nautical #risk-taking #courage

For outlandish creatures like us, on our way to a heart, a brain, and courage, Bethlehem is not the end of our journey but only the beginning - not home but the place through which we must pass if ever we are to reach home at last. ↗

— Frederick Buechner

#christianity #christmas #jesus #courage

I don’t think I’ve ever referred to any girl I dated as my girlfriend. I think that would freak me out. Even the girl that I dated for two years in college I don’t think I ever referred to her as my girlfriend.” “How would you introduce her?” I asked. “I’m just going to say her name,” he said. ↗

— Daniel Amory

#chicago #city #contemporary #downtown #dream

Realizing that the dream had been sent to him for a purpose, Adin worked in secert over many months to create a likeness of the belt he had been shown.Then he traveled around the kingdom to persuade each tribe to allow its talisman to be added to it. ↗

— Emily Rodda

#dreams

With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas, We sailed for the Hesperides, The land where golden apples grow; But that, ah! that was long ago. How far, since then, the ocean streams Have swept us from that land of dreams, That land of fiction and of truth, The lost Atlantis of our youth! Whither, ah, whither? Are not these The tempest-haunted Orcades, Where sea-gulls scream, and breakers roar, And wreck and sea-weed line the shore? Ultima Thule! Utmost Isle! Here in thy harbors for a while We lower our sails; a while we rest From the unending, endless quest. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#fantasy #weariness #youth #dreams