#venture

Treading the soil of the moon, palpating its pebbles, tasting the panic and splendor of the event, feeling in the pit of one's stomach the separation from terra... these form the most romantic sensation an explorer has ever known... ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#exploration #moon #romantic

You're not safe with me." He cut me off, seeming to growl. "I don't want to be safe. I want to be with you. You can't do this alone. ↗

— S.G. Holster

#fiction #romantic-suspense #teen-fantasy #teen-fiction #urban-fantasy-series

Why are you in my room?” “Because I can be.” “You shouldn’t be.” “Save it, Rochester. You broke my nose.” “Does it hurt?” He lifted a hand toward his face and dropped it. “You could say that.” “Good.” He nudged a tray on the floor with his boot. It had oatmeal, toast, and orange juice on it. “Hungry?” Honor’s stomach growled. “No.” Ryder’s lips turned up in a fleeting sadistic smile. He kicked the tray across the room. It hit the wall and overturned. “Good. ↗

— Lindy Zart

#adventure #science-fiction #young-adult #science

You can't show me the Earth from space and fly right past the moon, entice me into this magical machine and invite me to come with you, and then ask me to stay behind! ↗

— Elizabeth Newton

#fiction #science-fiction #space-travel #time-travel #science

His name was Rambo, and he was just some nothing kid for all anybody knew, standing by the pump of a gas station at the outskirts of Madison, Kentucky. ↗

— David Morrell

#first-lines #military #military

To venture causes anxiety, but not to venture is to lose one's self.... And to venture in the highest is precisely to be conscious of one's self. ↗

— Søren Kierkegaard

#anxiety #self-discovery #consciousness

I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side. ↗

— Roman Payne

#exploration #good-luck #luck #payne #roman

For several moments, Mary couldn't hear anything over the violent pounding of her pulse. ↗

— Y.S. Lee

#excitement #thriller #young-adult-fiction #thriller

I’ve never been on a bike,” I say. “I mean, I’ve been on a bike but not a motorcycle.” “And why is that?” he asks. “Bugs. They get in your mouth, right? That’s just gross.” Chris makes a face. “If you ride around with your mouth hanging open, I assume that could be a possibility. ↗

— Summer Lane

#dystopian #new-adult #romance #thriller #young-adult

I cadged a complimentary green matchbook with a gold bird icon from the Bell canning jar. Later we'd use the matches to light our spliffs. My fingertips tapped the stem to the gizmo that dinged a bell. Nobody came out. Wrong signal, so I did two bell rings. No response prompted me to tap out a series of bell rings. ↗

— Ed Lynskey

#adventure #crime #mystery #noir #smoky-mountains