#adventure

I have stolen princesses back from sleeping barrow kings. I burned down the town of Trebon. I have spent the night with Felurian and left with both my sanity and my life. I was expelled from the University at a younger age than most people are allowed in. I tread paths by moonlight that others fear to speak of during day. I have talked to gods, loved women, and written songs that make the minstrels weep. You may have heard of me. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#fantasy #tales #age

I have learned more about love, selflessness and human understanding from the people I have met in this great adventure in the world of AIDS than I ever did in the cutthroat, competitive world in which I spent my life. ↗

— Anthony Perkins

#adventure #aids #competitive #did #ever

It is very difficult to generalise. Everyone's adventure is original. ↗

— Bernard Pivot

#difficult #everyone #original #very

As I began making my feature films, it was a great adventure. It was about constructing something I saw in my head or I had designed on storyboards and capturing that on film. ↗

— Sam Raimi

#adventure #began #capturing #constructing #designed

I adore this adventure, I adore working with youth. For me it's a daily challenge, working to help these youths realize their dreams. ↗

— Patrick Roy

#adventure #challenge #daily #dreams #help

I would rather rudder ↗

— Victor J. Garcia

#inspirational-attitude #life-philosophy #attitude

Even blind alleys lead somewhere. ↗

— Marty Rubin

#life #life

I decided to write the book I wanted to read ↗

— David A. Lottes

#coming-of-age-stories #french-in-north-america #frontier-and-pioneer-life #historical-fiction #native-americans

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 adventures, some excitements, some something. How you live your life, little one, is a gift for those who come after you, a kind of inheritance. ↗

— Cristina Garcia

#growing-up #age

Helen’s secretary’s phone was ringing off the hook as Clavier and I passed through the antechamber and into the hallway. Once we were outside, I rounded on him. “I’m not going to apologize. What you did to me was unconscionable, and now that Alexa is sick—” The urge to strike out at him welled up in me like a flash fire, and I braced my hand against the wall so as not to give in to the impulse. “I want access to everything. And your full cooperation. I am going to make this right, damn it, whatever it takes.” He stared at me coldly. “Save your self-righteous invectives for someone who will be moved by them.” I took a menacing step forward, despite my determination to remain poised. “Hoping for a repeat performance? You must get off on asphyxiation.” At the spark of anger in his eyes, I laughed. “The first thing that’s going to happen is that I am going to talk to Sebastian. And you are going to call whoever you need to call to make that happen. Right now.” Without waiting for a response, I turned sharply and headed for the stairwell. ↗

— Nell Stark

#adventure #paranormal-fiction #romance #anger