#venture

She was on a real, grown-up adventure, no matter how badly it should turn out. ↗

— Carol Ryrie Brink

#family

Forgive me....I called you an idiot. I spoke too hastily. You are not. Had I given it more thought, I would have called you a scoundrel. ↗

— Lloyd Alexander

#comebacks #funny #humor #humorous #silly

Our route had now obviously been completely blotted out and here I reckoned less of our chances of survival. We’re like a voyage ship veered off course by a ruthless storm now left with no radar or compass. Ours is a sorry tale of an unpredictable adventure. One moment it seem like we’re going home to mama’s warm embrace and tears of joy, the next moment we feel helplessly immersed in the blackness of hopelessness.” - Dami K. ↗

— Ray Anyasi

#home

I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then. ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#humor #inspirational #philosophy-of-life #psychological #humor

It is a peculiar part of the good photographer's adventure to know where luck is most likely to lie in the stream, to hook it, and to bring it in without unfair play and without too much subduing it. ↗

— James Agee

#bring #fair play #good #hook #know

He sought an adventure but didn't find one. He was inexperienced and besides he didn't have too much imagination. ↗

— Raymond Queneau

#boring #imagination #imagination

Books. They are lined up on shelves or stacked on a table. There they are wrapped up in there jackets, lines of neat print on nicely bound pages. They look like such orderly, static things. Then you, the reader come along. You open the book jacket, and it can be like opening the gates to an unknown city, or opening the lid of a treasure chest. You read the first word and you're off on a journy of exploration and discovery. ↗

— David Almond

#advice #book #books #covers #discovery

You can either be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It all depends on how you view your life. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#eleven-minutes #paolo-coelho #treasure #victim #world

The kipper was in a race for it's life, and it knew it. It used all the skill its Maker had given it and drew the creature far away from the craft, to be sacrifice in the end. It was a fitting task for the kipper. But...there is a thing about monsters. They remember. ↗

— Kathy Frias

#life

I never want to be a passive observer of life's possibilities. ↗

— Courtney Pierce

#motivational #life