Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes

The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.

Adventurer: he that goes to meet whatever may come. Well, that is what we all do in the world one way or another.

I just go with the flow, I follow the yellow brick road. I don't know where it's going to lead me, but I follow it.

When you grow up by the sea, you spend a good deal of time looking at the horizon. You wonder what on Earth the waves might bring - and where the sea might deposit you - until one day you know you have lived between two places, the scene of arrival and the point of departure.

With a kiss let us set out for an unknown world.

You are lost the moment you know what the result will be.

After the departure of the land parties, I embarked with six men on thursday, the 21st april, on board my newly made boat and began the descent of the river.

You never know where history will lead you.

Guess, if you can, and choose, if you dare.

I am always living in the now, so I like what fate brings to you. That's always fun for me. To have a process and someone be like, 'How about this?' And you just grab onto that and see where it takes you.

Make your choice, adventurous Stranger, Strike the bell and bide the danger, Or wonder, till it drives you mad, What would have followed if you had.

To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest.

Just because we cannot see clearly te end of the road, that is no reason for not setting out on the essential journey.

Sometimes luck is with you, and sometimes not, but the important thing is to take the dare. Those who climb mountains or raft rivers understand this.

An adventure is a situation where the outcome is not entirely within your control. It is up to fate, in other words

He used often to say there was only one Road; that it was like a great river: its springs were at every doorstep, and every path was its tributary. 'It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door,' he used to say. 'You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.

Life is a journey I don't have a map for.

Attempt what is not certain. Certainty may or may not come later. It may then be a valuable delusion.

I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.

What is life, but one long risk?

But I shall follow the endless, winding way, — the flowing river in the cave of man; careless whither I be led, reckless where I land.

Fortune is a prize to be won. Adventure is the road to it. Chance is what may lurk in the shadows at the roadside.

The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say

We have an unknown distance yet to run, an unknown river to explore.

Even now; with a thousand little voyages notched in my belt. I still feel a memorial chill on casting off.