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At the end of your comfort zone is where adventure begins and life dances with trembling joy.

At times, the impact of the natural world was "so far beyond my powers to convey that it almost made me despair.

Aunque la mayoría de los mortales prefieran otros instantes más 'mainstream', pienso que nunca es un mal momento para enamorarse, ni mucho menos para sumar complicidades erótico-existenciales a una situación de tan barroca complejidad como la que nos ocupaba a Blu Noir y a mí. Imagino que podremos inmortalizar este momento de trabajo conjunto con alguna botella de buen Merlot afanada de la despensa, querida. Dicho y hecho.

…A veces, las tempestades, las nieblas o la nieve te molestarán. Piensa entonces en todos aquellos que lo han conseguido antes que tú y dite simplemente: lo que otros han conseguido, también yo puedo hacerlo…

Avevamo, poi, due formidabili alleati: il rum e il clima. Per quanto riguarda il primo, pur essendo lontani quasi un miglio, potevamo sentirli urlare a squarciagola e cantare fino a notte fonda; per quanto riguarda il secondo, il dottore si giocava la parrucca che, accampati nella palude, e privi com'erano di medicine, nel giro di una settimana la metà di essi si sarebbero ritrovati stesi.

A warrior becomes experienced by being defeated; a scholar by making mistakes. Defeat and mistakes we have left in the past," he said.

A woman must prefer her liberty over a man. To be happy, she must. A man to be happy, however, must yearn for his woman more than his liberty. This is the rightful order.

A world in the hand is worth two in the bush.

A wounded animal yet bears teeth

Back at the guest house I tried to acclimatise. A travel-worn adventurer had once told me that leaning with one's head dangling over the end of a bed was the best way to achieve this. It was while I was in this position, the blood rushing to my temples, that the door swung open.

Be adventurous.

Beavers give a dam

Beauty to beguile, spies to ensnare, and gold, always gold, to tempt, to trap, to control.

Be awake and arise to fulfill your dreams.

…because he was far more interested in allowing his disciples to cultivate a relationship and trust with and in him than leading them to a place of "arrival".

Be careful who you choose as your friends because their bad habits can become your bad habits. Choose wisely...we all have a choice in life.

Because deep down you know that someone needs to keep you out of trouble.

Because if I am the last one, then I am humanity. And if this is humanity's last war, then I am the battlefield.

Because I was alone, however, even the mundane seemed charged with meaning. The ice looked colder and more mysterious, the sky a cleaner shade of blue. The unnamed peaks towering over the glacier were bigger and comelier and infinitely more menacing than they would have been were I in the company of another person. And my emotions were similarly amplified: The highs were higher; the periods of despair were deeper and darker. To a self-possessed young man inebriated with the unfolding drama of his own life, all of this held enormous appeal.

Because often it is the reader of adventures who saves the world. Because no matter how bad things look, or how rough things get, the reader keeps turning the pages... A reader never walks away from her own story.

Because we were the good guys. We were in the right. The universe looks out for people who act with honor in furtherance of an honorable cause. It must, or we never would have gotten this far as a species.” “We won—this little conflict and a thousand like it—because we were destined to win. The universe will allow no other outcome.

Before he got too far, he thought he smelled a fire. No sooner did he blink before he sensed something dire. He heard a sound and froze, danger tickling his nose. His ears perked up as tiny cries of capture rose.

Before he could think too much he found himself inches from her lips, “Just a taste,” he whispered.

Before I knew it, I was once again being whisked down the hallways at the new hospital into an even bigger room, one that, unbeknownst to me, would be my home for what would feel like a long, long time.

Be fully present in the sacred-moment.

Believe in things impossible, love the magic of a place, mystery in a person, passion in a relationship and seek adventures in life.. Live the life don't go through it..

Be glad for your sacred days on earth.

Being a spy was something like standing on the south shore fending off a hurricane with a $2 poncho and an umbrella.

Being too thin isn't particularly desirable here. Women eat.

Belle, go. If I was your age, I wouldn't have hesitated for a moment. You will always come back here, and I will always be here. And we will have those talks we need. Everyone should have a journey - and everyone should also have a home, too. Go out into the world for adventure, come home for love.

Be oblivious to city high-rises, work-related stress and microwave popcorn.

Bentley mounted Silverwood, look down at his parents, and launched the powerful steed into the kingdom…a kingdom waiting for one young knight to discover the truth of a Stranger.

Besides, if it was the wrong choice, what difference was one more bad decision going to make?

Best adventure of all is you’re never stop.

Being determined delinquents, Peyton and I jumped the barricades and wandered around the dilapidated interior.

Benny pushed a slow breath through his teeth. “Is it so terrible to believe in something?

Be one with today’s adventure.

Besides, I am staying in a luxurious hotel, not in some slum!”. Sand of Passion

Besides the gifts, the only thing that gave the headstones colour were the memories family and friends had of the people they represented.

Best adventure of all is you never stop.

Beware. Those with the least amount of authority exercise it the most often.

Beyond the wall of the unreal city … there is another world waiting for you. It is the old true world of the deserts, the mountains, the forests, the islands, the shores, the open plains. Go there. Be there. Walk gently and quietly deep within it. And then — May your trails be dim, lonesome, stony, narrow, winding and only slightly uphill. May the wind bring rain for the slickrock potholes fourteen miles on the other side of yonder blue ridge. May God's dog serenade your campfire, may the rattlesnake and the screech owl amuse your reverie, may the Great Sun dazzle your eyes by day and the Great Bear watch over you by night.

Better to sink with tempests raging o'er Masts all dismantled and hull gaping wide Than rest and rot on some unclouded shore The idle plaything of the listless tide. Better the grime of battle on the brow, With grim defeat to crush thy dying hand Than through long years of peace to tyrant bow Or dwell captive in a strangers land. Better the castle with beleaguered gate, By battle's lightning shivered in a day Than peaceful walls in pomp of sullen state, Through centuries sinking to a dull decay. Better resolve to win thy heart's desire, And striving bravely, die in the endeavor Than have the embers of some smothered fire Lie smouldering in thy saddened soul forever.

Beware, Underlanders, time hangs by a thread. The hunters are hunted, white water runs red. The Gnawers will strike to extinguish the rest. The hope of the hopeless resides in a quest. An Overland warrior, a son of the sun, May bring us back light, he may bring us back none. But gather your neighbors and follow his call Or rats will most surely devour us all. Two over, two under, of royal descent, Two flyers, two crawlers, two spinners assent. One gnawer beside and one lost up ahead. And eight will be left when we count up the dead. The last who will die must decide where he stands. The fate of the eight is contained in his hands. So bid him take care, bid him look where he leaps, As life may be death and death life again reaps.

I was on one of my world 'walkabouts.' It had taken me once more through Hong Kong, to Japan, Australia, and then Papua New Guinea in the South Pacific [one of the places I grew up]. There I found the picture of 'the Father.' It was a real, gigantic Saltwater Crocodile (whose picture is now featured on page 1 of TEETH). From that moment, 'the Father' began to swim through the murky recesses of my mind. Imagine! I thought, men confronting the world’s largest reptile on its own turf! And what if they were stripped of their firearms, so they must face this force of nature with nothing but hand weapons and wits? We know that neither whales nor sharks hunt individual humans for weeks on end. But, Dear Reader, crocodiles do! They are intelligent predators that choose their victims and plot their attacks. So, lost on its river, how would our heroes escape a great hunter of the Father’s magnitude? And what if these modern men must also confront the headhunters and cannibals who truly roam New Guinea? What of tribal wars, the coming of Christianity and materialism (the phenomenon known as the 'Cargo Cult'), and the people’s introduction to 'civilization' in the form of world war? What of first contact between pristine tribal culture and the outside world? What about tribal clashes on a global scale—the hatred and enmity between America and Japan, from Pearl Harbor, to the only use in history of atomic weapons? And if the world could find peace at last, how about Johnny and Katsu?

Messner: – Avvistiamo la base americana sulla costa, la McMurdo. Ce l’abbiamo fatta. … Il primo americano mi chiede se abbiamo realizzato un record. … Il primo giapponese fotografa il mio equipaggiamento. … Il primo italiano mi abbraccia. … Il primo russo vuole bere vodka insieme. … Il primo francese chiede se dei francesi hanno già compiuto quel viaggio prima di noi. … Il primo britannico chiede se abbiamo trainato noi le slitte. … Il primo tedesco che incontro mi chiede: “Perché?” … Non so rispondergli.

Bold people dance happily when they are confronted with life’s adventures... they see themselves going through with smiles... Give no excuse for being a coward. Be bold!

Book Descriptions: Amazon Rainforest Magic: The Adventures of Namowë, a Yanomami Boy, Volume 1 The magic of the Amazon rainforest enchanted artist Barbara Crane Navarro as she spent the winter months with the Yanomami communities in Venezuela and Brazil over a period of twelve years and inspired her to write her children's book series. The vividly illustrated stories in this series evoke daily life in the rainforest and the magical quality of the Yanomami's relation to the plants and animals around them. The first book, "Amazon Rainforest Magic: The Adventures of Namowë, a Yanomami Boy", recounts the journey of Namowë, a thirteen year old Yanomami boy living in the rainforest, as he seeks a cure for his baby sister. Amazon Rainforest Magic: The Adventures of Meromi, a Yanomami Girl, Volume 2 The second volume recounts the surprising voyage of Meromi, a 9 year old Yanomami girl who is swept into an unexpected adventure in the rivers and jungles of the Amazon. With the help of improvised allies, she seeks a way to discourage intruders and make them leave the forest. Aspects of traditional Yanomami life in the Rainforest are woven into the fanciful story. The author’s enchanting illustrations transform readers into fellow travelers on Meromi’s magical quest.

Blood drummed in her ears and adrenaline coursed through her veins, driving her to move. To act. Her hands trembled against his chest. Time vanished out from beneath her feet, one accelerating second at a time.

BLUE, THE colour of the sky, of the ocean, of certain stars and planets and the hue of the bluest eyes you have ever seen.