Quotes About Discovery

We're fifteen," he said. "And we found each other already? Is that possible? Can you find somebody at fifteen?

All at once that was the most important thing—to get out of the dark.

What's the current hit?" "The Lost Chord" he tells me. "Just a few notes, but it sounds like nothing you'll ever hear.

This world's no blot for us, Nor blank; it means intensely, and means good: To find its meaning is my meat and drink.

to put forth my final words on this subject...there is no dilemma, there is no problem...unless you, the believer...create the problem yourself by adopting a set of beliefs that puts you at odds with the ongoing labor of science and discovery.  I am not telling you here that god does

If I'd knowed we'd be a-finding gold, I'd a stayed down in the tepee, because there ain't much worse can happen to a body

Kerri turned each page slowly, lifting the next page and scanning the pictures

Scott turned away with Maggie at his side. He felt like an idiot for believing he had discovered a glaring discrepancy when top-cop detectives like Orso and Cowly knew the case inside and out. Scott wasn't an idiot, but three more days would pass before he understood.

Jon went back inside, and Googled pictures of Jacob Breslyn. He found a tall young man with a thin face, relaxed smile, and high forehead. Geeky, but growing into himself. An everyday, normal civilian. Jon

Does the Great Colinski have a first name?" "Royal. Such a name, don't you think? Royal Colinski from East L.A." The burner vibrated in my pocket, but I was learning too much to stop. "Why

Pike didn't know what he would find or if he would find anything, but the Malibu's back seat was filled with their duffels and sleeping bags. Pike checked to make sure no one was watching, then used a jiggler key to open the car. Pike

you must seek to become more than what you are by exposing yourself to different lands

Day before yesterday I saw a rabbit, and yesterday a deer, and today, you.

Why do we marry, why take friends and lovers? Why give ourselves to music, painting, chemistry or cooking? Out of simple delight in the resident goodness of creation, of course; but out of more than that, too. Half earth's gorgeousness lies hidden in the glimpsed city it longs to become.

No one believes what they're told. They believe what they uncover. What they dig up on their own. And the harder it is to find, the more they believe it when they do find it.

It hurts to be lost. You go native because it's better to be wrong than to be lost.

It's just that sometimes things that you don't think are important turn out to be.

The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.

What are we? Young or new? We must be something.

Revelation WE make ourselves a place apart Behind light words that tease and flout, But oh, the agitated heart Till someone find us really out. 'Tis pity if the case require (Or so we say) that in the end We speak the literal to inspire The understanding of a friend. But so with all, from babes that play At hide-and-seek to God afar, So all who hide too well away Must speak and tell us where they are

I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering.

I'd like to get away from earth awhile and then come back to it and begin over.

I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

Something was withheld . . . We found it was ourselves.