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As the saying goes, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained."
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I ventured to say my opinion at the conference.
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My strong point is my philosophy - nothing ventured nothing gained.
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Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
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The explorers ventured inside the caverns.
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The attic. A place rarely ventured, full of old stuff long forgotten about.
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His friends called him Santa Claus; and those who were most intimate ventured to say, "Old Nick."
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I ventured off the beaten path.
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Daphnis frequently collected such of the sheep as had strayed, and if a goat ventured too near a precipice Chloe drove it back.
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His head was enormous, the largest I have ever seen upon a human being. I am sure that his top-hat, had I ever ventured to don it, would have slipped over me entirely and rested on my shoulders.
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When Magellan and his crew entered the Pacific Ocean after their long journey, they thought that the Spice Islands were close at hand. Little did they know that their destination remained thousands of miles away. The explorers had ventured into the largest ocean on Earth.
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They left their horses behind and ventured into the mountains.
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Never until now had she ventured so far.
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The little mermaid soon ventured up again, and it was just as if all the stars of heaven were falling in showers round about her.
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He never ventured outside of Algiers.
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Since the first humans ventured above our atmosphere, they have been humbled by the beauty and fragility of our planet seen from space.
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Mary is said to have sung so beautifully that, when one day she ventured on to a battlefield, the opposing soldiers dropped their weapons, forgot their enmity and sat down together just to listen to her; the birds are said to have fallen silent; the trees, to have uprooted themselves and moved closer; the stones, they say, rose from the riverbed and mounted the bank, and the wind blew only to carry her melodious voice.
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Even though I think I am aware, the fact remains that I awkwardly ventured into a world where not all cats are gray.
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Our house in the outskirts of Quezon City stood in a red savannah. When it was dry weather, often red dust devils would sweep the grounds. Sometimes, they could be as big as a house. I sometimes ventured to stand in the middle of a red dust devil, as I felt the swirling air.
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In Grades 6 and 7 on Lulu Island, I adored Tolkien's fantasy books. When snowy winter came, the canals by the streets near my school were frozen into ice. I ventured to walk on the ice, and often it cracked under my running shoes. There was cold water underneath. I imagined that my exploration was like living in Tolkien's Middle-earth. I was like a Hobbit or an Elf.
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Before dawn on the 6th of March of 2022, I walked in the dark to the corner convenience store to buy two cans of Thai tea drinks, two packets of instant noodles, and a bag of fried pork rinds. I drank the orange-brown Thai tea drinks outside the store. As I was homebound, in the dark, a car stopped as a passenger came out to urinate, and then he hopped back into the car, and then the car fled. In the sunny morning, I walked to the cafe to have iced black tea and a banana loaf. Waiting for his coffee order was a tall bearded man, not thin, with red-brown hair, with a black tuque, black sleeved shirt, black pants, and brown sandals. Taking advantage of the spring-like weather here on Lulu Island, I ventured a third time promenading before noon, to the pizzeria for a pizza slice and a cold diet cola. On the way to the pizzeria, I waved to Gurpreet the Sikh at the gasoline station. A Eurasian girl in a dark-blue-grey jacket, grey-black pants, and white light sweater entered the pizzeria to order a pizza. On the big screen was a basketball game in progress. As I was homebound, a bicycling Eastern man in a green jacket and grey sports pants halted in the middle of the alley.

I woke up late today, the 8th of March of 2022, just in time after 10:00 AM to promenade to the pizzeria to have two slices and a cold diet cola. Heading home, I saw an advertisement for a tuna croissant sandwich on the sidewalk, as well as large pieces of white styrofoam and big brown cardboard boxes littered on the way. In the alleyway, I saw the tall Dane-French Michael, smoking, who said, "You can really feel the sun!" Yes, it was a sunny day. In the sunny afternoon, I walked to the cafe, which was full. I drank my iced black tea at a table outside. There was a Filipino boy in blue shorts. A round-headed robust man that I had seen before headed to the entrance of the cafe. Before midnight, I ventured out to the corner convenience store. Men, who were alone by themselves, looked excited, as they sprinted, scootered, or walked by. I bought a bag of fried pork rinds and three cold cans of Thai tea drinks, of which one I drank just outside the store.

On the 3rd of February of 2012, I started actively learning Interlingua, the 1951 vintage created language, using the exciting Euro-based Tatoeba translation project on the Web. Some friends there suggested that this Blue Tongue was the one suited for me. I ventured to the Lulu Island neighbourhood Roman Catholic church, St. Paul's, on some mornings to enjoy the spiritual brown 1960s architecture and to mix with people who thought about Heaven. At this time, I considered myself as having committed to no specific religion, I believing that spirituality was utterly different from religiosity. I still preferred to blend what I know of different religions, although for a long time, it was really generic Animism and non-sect Buddhism which had the greatest impact on me. I thought now that it was better not to proclaim membership to a particular religion, though. People around me still preferred "shrink-wrapped" religions right off the shelves of the Religion Store.

Ziri ventured into a forbidden cave.

The soldiers carefully ventured inside the area.

Ziri ventured deep into the jungle.

Ziri ventured back into the forest.

After the girder's placement, shuttle crewmen Rex Walheim and Steve Smith ventured outside the station to unfasten temporary latches and begin the process of bolting the section firmly into place and making some of its power and cooling connections.

But not everyone took heed of the warnings and some of those motorists who ventured into the city were greeted with the sight of snowmen in the middle of the streets.

Elias ventured outside.

The scent of pine filled the air as Gustavo ventured deeper into the woods.

We ventured into the forest without a map, without a compass, without a direction.

Igor ventured down the path a bit more.

"Really, this is comfortable!" said I, glancing around the handsomely furnished parlour of my young friend Brainard, who had, a few weeks before, ventured upon matrimony, and was now making his first experiments in housekeeping.

The centipede ventured into the unfamiliar territory.

The centipede ventured into the abandoned barn.

The centipede ventured into the dark cave.

Sometimes Hayes's boats would come to within a mile or so of the entrance to Coquille Harbour in their quests for coco-nuts, but, fortunately for the peace of the villagers, their crews never ventured so far as the village itself.

Tom ventured outside.

In the spring of 1847, the first group of Mormons ventured out onto the Plains and arrived in the Valley of the Great Salt Lake in July of that same year.

They ventured into the abyss.

I ventured deeper into the forest.

I ventured into the shrubs.

I ventured into the woods.

On the 25th of April of 2025, I had several walking excursions to Tim Hortons café to enjoy various drinks and goodies. It was my fourth hanami—cherry-blossom viewing—at St. Albans Road. Four days in a row, it has been. The pink petals are starting to fade. I ventured into the nearby Roman Catholic church, the big new one which replaced the older one there. In the older one, there were places near the entrances for holy statues and a Mexican mural—as Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe. I did not have a chance to take a photograph of it when it was there. The new church is too modern for my taste. In any case, my religion now is Syncretic, tending towards Buddhism-Animism. In my childhood, I was nominally a Roman Catholic.

Today's the 2nd of May of 2025. It was so sunny warm today that I could wear my fishing safari mesh travel vest outside. As usual, I went to Tim Hortons café, several times: some teas with oat milk, a sausage English muffin, and a Lemon Poppyseed Muffin. I ventured to St. Albans Road. The cherry blossom trees have mainly shed their petals already. I trudged all the way to the Roman Catholic church, there to first time visit the tranquil Adoration Chapel. In my neighbourhood, I took selfies near wisteria vines—violet blooms ablaze. At the café was a memorable sight of an Araboid man with great tattoos on his muscular left arm. My religion is really Syncretic, tending towards Buddhist-Animist.

"Macau-Macau!" exclaimed Michael, the Guǎngzhōu Man, when we were thinking about Tagalog and the Philippines, as we were sitting at Lulu Island's Tim Hortons café, after 10:00, June 15, 2025. "Malaki?" I wondered if he was referring to the word for "big." I asserted: "'Lalaki' is for a man or boy, a male. 'Babae' is for a woman or girl, a female." It was déjà vu: I remembered that conversation with him from years ago. I was explaining that Tagalog words for gender alluded to size or stature. To Michael, the Philippines seems like a big Macau, the Portuguese ex-colony in the PRC, except that the Philippines is ex-Spanish. After we talked more about other subjects, Michael had to leave to pick up his kids at Sunday ESL class at posh Aberdeen Centre. At the café, Alex, my Filipino friend, reminded me about Mass times: Well before 15:00, I ventured walking in the blue-sky sunshine to the "Clam Temple," the Roman Catholic church on St. Albans Road. In the great worship hall, there were just a Filipina nun in her nun outfit and two women church co-workers at the front. I was sitting way back. Feeling the void was all that was necessary, except that one of the ladies started using a handheld vacuum cleaner to clean underneath the votive candle stands, where some candles were lit. I exited to the nice sunshine, as I sat on a bench. I'm Buddhoanimist as many Asians. The "Clam Temple" is a good ersatz for me. It was likely my 44th visit this year for me there. Ah, the void...

It's a hot sunny blue-sky day with a little breeze so that I can flap my arms through it, this 1st day of July of 2025, Canada Day. Some people are wearing red. I ventured to Tim Hortons café for drinks and snacks. On my way, I saw Bob and George, the Greek-Cypriot brothers, as they just attended the festivities in Steveston Village, Lulu Island. There was salmon, they said. They bicycled. It was "fun," they said. Bob is visiting from "olde" England, where he now resides. A Thai neighbour with his Filipina wife hosted a nice Canada Day party in their cozy shady garden. People were sitting, enjoying food—Thais and Filipinos, probably. There was Mass in the morning at the "Clam Temple," where attendants even sang "O Canada"!

It's hot and sunny today, this 2nd of July of 2025, here on Lulu Island. I ventured walking to Tim Hortons café several times for the usual drinks and a Turkey Bacon Club Artisan Sandwich. I saw Michael L. J. the ufologist Dane-French on the way. He was wearing an ultramodern pair of sharp orange-tinted sunglasses. He was complaining about a snobby cashier at the gas station. On his cellphone, he showed me videos of flickering spooky bedroom lights that he attributes to extraterrestrials. He's thinking more of the famous Grey Aliens, but I tend to think that, instead, they may be postbiological. On my way home, I saw Robby, the neighbour Derek's Filipino uncle, in his car. He's Baptist like the rest of their family, still less common for Filipinos, mostly Roman Catholics.

The hero ventured into the cave to slay the fearsome firedrake.