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“Adventure is about what we do; not what we plan, strategize or dream about. Adventure begins with 鈥渨hat ifs鈥� and 鈥渨hy nots.鈥� 鈥淲hat if I were to step out to chase that dream? Why not take the first steps and see what happens? When we step through the doorway of adventure our life is suddenly worth the living. And we experience life as it was meant to be.”
― Kevin E. Beasley, What If...Why Not? Through the Doors of Adventure

“I may not know why, but I do know why not and this is where I stand.”
― J.R. Rim

“Never let your fears be the boundaries of your dreams.”
― Anonymous

“What say you, Empress of Praes?
Here you lie upon the blood-soaked ruins of your dominion, surrounded by the corpses of the legions that once swarmed over the world. Hundreds of thousands dead for the sake of your wretched ambition, your mad design to bring to heel the kingdoms of man. In all the history of Creation no one woman has been so wicked as you, and I will have my answer.
Why, o Empress of Ruins?鈥�
She shrugged.
鈥淲hy not?鈥�
鈥� Last lines of the 鈥淭he Fall of Empress Triumphant, First and Only of Her Name”
― ErraticErrata, So You Want to Be a Villain?

“Let the 鈥榳hy not鈥� philosophy be your life principle!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Friend: We are here. Already here. Within. A train approaches a wall at a fatal rate of speed. You hold a switch in your hand, that accomplishes you know not what: do you throw it? Disaster is otherwise assured. It costs you nothing. Why not try?”
― George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo

“At that moment an immense wave lifted Jonathan, rode past him, and broke along the beach with a joyful sound. What a beauty! And now there came another. That was the way to live鈥攃arelessly, recklessly, spending oneself. He got on to his feet and began to wade towards the shore, pressing his toes into the firm, wrinkled sand. To take things easy, not to fight against the ebb and flow of life, but to give way to it鈥攖hat was what was needed. It was this tension that was all wrong. To live鈥攖o live! And the perfect morning, so fresh and fair, basking in the light, as though laughing at its own beauty, seemed to whisper, 鈥淲hy not?”
― Katherine Mansfield, At the Bay