#rave

When life gives you something that makes you feel afraid, that's when life gives you a chance to be brave. ↗

— Lupytha Hermin

#brave #chance #life #life

Every mode of travel has its signature mental aberration. ↗

— Mary Roach

#travel #life

Travelling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, I would stay and love you, but I have to go; this is my station. ↗

— Lisa St Aubin de Terán

#life

Everybody was hoping for something, talking about our new life to come and all that they hoped from it. Fresh air, whatever that’s supposed to mean. Real gravity, instead of the fake kind that broke every now and then (even though no one over fifteen would admit that it was actually really fun when it did). All the wide open spaces we’d have, all the new people we’d meet when we woke them up, ignoring completely what happened to the original settlers, super- confident that we were so much better equipped that nothing bad could possibly happen to us. All this hope, and here I was, right at the very edge of it, looking out into the darkness, the first to see it coming, the first to greet it when we found out what it really looked like. ↗

— Patrick Ness

#planet #space #space-travel #life

I said I was afraid and she told me to think about a time I felt brave and take that feeling into the situation with me. It worked. It helped.” Corinne leaned away from the Plexiglas, horrified. “Of course, since that time, I’ve learned much more about the technique,” her mother said. “I’ve learned to make it much more elegant, but the basics are still the same. Take that old calm, confident feeling with you into the new situation. I used it or a variant of it with clients all the time.” She knit her eyebrows, looking hard at Corinne. “I used it for evil during the kidnapping,” she said. “Now you can use it for good. ↗

— Diane Chamberlain

#life

The man is moody as hell.” “I am not moody—” “Yeah, bro.” Kenji puts his utensils down. “You are moody. It’s always ‘Shut up, Kenji.’ ‘Go to sleep, Kenji.’ ‘No one wants to see you naked, Kenji.’ When I know for a fact that there are thousands of people who would love to see me naked— ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#kenji #unravel-me #love

Jesus may love you, but i'm his favourite ↗

— Darynda Jones

#love

The real home of man is not his house but the road. Life itself is a travel that has to be done by foot. ↗

— Bruce Chatwin

#home

People travel to wonder at the height of the mountains, at the huge waves of the seas, at the long course of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars, and yet they pass by themselves without wondering. ↗

— Augustine of Hippo

#travel

They say no land remains to be discovered, no continent is left unexplored. But the whole world is out there, waiting, just waiting for me. I want to do things-- I want to walk the rain-soaked streets of London, and drink mint tea in Casablanca. I want to wander the wastelands of the Gobi desert and see a yak. I think my life's ambition is to see a yak. I want to bargain for trinkets in an Arab market in some distant, dusty land. There's so much. But, most of all, I want to do things that will mean something. ↗

— Lisa Ann Sandell

#dreams #travel #dreams