Dancing on the edge is the only place to be.
There is simply no way you can grow without taking chances.
He that will not sail till all dangers are over must never put to sea.
Our safety is not in blindness, but in facing our danger.
Who dares nothing, need hope for nothing.
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees!
He that would have fruit must climb the tree.
You can’t expect to hit the jackpot if you don’t put a few nickels in the machine.
You can’t steal second base and keep your foot on first.
Behold the turtle. He makes progress only when he sticks his neck out.
Danger and delight grow on one stalk.
The trouble is, if you don’t risk anything, you risk even more.
For of all sad words of tongues or pen the saddest are these: It might have been.
To play it safe is not to play.
No one would have crossed the ocean if he could have gotten off the ship in the storm.
Why not go out on a limb? Isn’t that where the fruit is?
You might as well fall flat on your face as lean over too far backward.
To gain that which is worth having, it may be necessary to lose everything else.
Living at risk is jumping off the cliff and building your wings on the way down.
Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
Necessity is the mother of taking chances.
I think we should follow a simple rule: if we can take the worst, take the risk.
