Quotes About Discovery

I know many people who believe in God, and I expected to find Him on my way to the South Pole if he exists. My religious experiences were very different however, [only] involving myself, nature and the universe.

Beyond the Alps lies Italy.

Dwelling As though touching her might make him known to himself, as though his hand moving over her body might find who he is, as though he lay inside her, a country his hand's traveling uncovered, as though such a country arose continually up out of her to meet his hand's setting forth and setting forth. And the places on her body have no names. And she is what's immense about the night. And their clothes on the floor are arranged for forgetfulness.

The earth is flat. Those who fall off don't return. The earth is round. All things reveal themselves to men only gradually. I

Treasure isn't trouble 'cause it's so hard to find. Treasure is trouble because it reveals a man's heart.

Oh, by the way, Mom, I've been meaning to ask. I don't suppose you married a merman, had his child, and then never saw him again? OR THOUGHT TO TELL YOUR DAUGHTER ABOUT IT? HUH???

She shook her head. "That was a geography reef trip. More scientific. This one will probably have something to do with looking for material to make new hairbrushes or finding the perfect rocks to sit on the edge of." Althea pretended to yawn as she spoke.

I let out a breath. So basically we needed to find a place where what we saw wasn't really there, and then climb up a tongue into a giant's mouth. Excellent.

Mr. Beeston

It doesn't matter if there are a lot of fish in the sea. Finding the ONE FISH to love for the rest of your life is difficult no matter where you swim.

The beauty is that people often come here for the stretch, and leave with a lot more.

Every spiritual path leads the sincere seeker to the truth that can only be found within. The Sufi says that there are as many roads to God as there are human beings, "as many as the breaths of the children of men." Because we are each individual and unique, the journey of discovering our real nature will be different for each of us. At the same time different spiritual paths are suited to different types of people.

Keep reading. It's one of the most marvelous adventures that anyone can have.

Books can truly change our lives: the lives of those who read them, the lives of those who write them. Readers and writers alike discover things they never knew about the world and about themselves.

In some cases we learn more by looking for the answer to a question and not finding it than we do from learning the answer itself.

The journey is the treasure.

I had found a new friend. The surprising thing is where I'd found him – not up a tree or sulking in the shade, or splashing around in one of the hill streams, but in a book. No one had told us kids to look there for a friend. Or that you could slip inside the skin of another. Or travel to another place with marshes, and where, to our ears, the bad people spoke like pirates.

The surprising thing is where I'd found him – not up a tree or sulking in the shade, or splashing around in one of the hill streams, but in a book. No one had told us kids to look there for a friend.

I was one of those heart seeds us kids had heard about in class. I was at some earlier stage of a journey that would deliver me to another place, to another life, into another way of being. I just didn't know where or when.

It's recently been discovered that actual living systems such as photosynthetic bacteria in plants are using funky quantum weirdness techniques to make energy transport in plants and bacteria be much, much more efficient. It was kind of a drag because, you know, we discovered all these cool quantum techniques, and then we found out, whoa, these bacteria have been doing it for a billion years! Well, they didn't publish, so it's okay.

Give people a chance and they'll usually surprise you.

Curiosity should be as carefully cherish'd in children, as other appetites suppress'd.

No matter through what realms of the fantastic you may travel, you arrive inevitably at the commonplace.

I felt I had stepped into something big and splendid, as if I had been a caterpillar walking into the heart of a red rose. I felt prim and small and petty. Until then I had never known what love meant.