Quotes About Discovery

I really don't limit myself in any way. I just search for great flavors and marriages wherever they come from.

The worst day is just that I did not enter the culinary world sooner. And the best day was seeing the reaction of my one year old daughter when she tasted her first crisp apple!

It is said there are flowers that bloom only once in a hundred years. Why should there not be some that bloom once in a thousand, in ten thousand years? Perhaps we never know about them simply because this "once in a thousand years" has come today.

Every genuine poet is necessarily a Columbus. America existed for centuries before Columbus but it was only Columbus who was able to track it down.

One day, someone will walk into your life and make you see why it never worked out with anyone else.

Electricity for example was considered a very Satanic thing when it was first discovered and utilized.

To paraphrase Oedipus, Hamlet, Lear, and all those guys, "I wish I had known this some time ago."

Creativity is the joy of not knowing it all.

When you get there, there isn't any there there.

Forget about life, forget about worrying about right and wrong. Plunge into the unknown and the endless and find your place there!

Money won't make you happy... but everybody wants to find out for themselves.

People do not wander around and then find themselves at the top of Mount Everest.

you will be on your way because you will have discovered that you can always find a capable helping hand at the end of your own sleeve.

Problems—God's method of revealing himself to anyone who is interested.

Know all the Questions, but not the Answers Look for the Different, instead of the Same Never Walk where there's room for Running Don't do anything that can't be a Game

There was that special smell made up of paper, ink, and dust; the busy hush; the endless luxury of thousands of unread books. Best of all was the eager itch of anticipation as you went out the door with your arms loaded down with books.

Just looking at the outside of the library made Robin lose herself for a minute, remembering the feel of libraries. There was that special smell made up of paper, ink, and dust; the busy hush; the endless luxury of thousands of unread books. Best of all was the eager itch of anticipation as you went out the door with your arms loaded down with books. Libraries had always seemed almost too good to be true.

Maybe everybody had wing buds, or at least the possibility of wings, only they just didn't know it. Maybe people had really been meant to have wings.

Once we think we know, we just stop ourselves from the beautiful experiences of discovering and learning.

He forgot all about the parchment written in blood, and didn't think of it again until six months later, when he came home to find that his parents had disappeared.

The best part about adventures is that you can't plan them.

if you take off your clothes, you will find more clothes.

There was a whole world out there waiting for her-- all she had to do was reach out and grab it.

she learned words that rolled from her tongue when no one was listening. Firns and striations. Cirques and moraines. Adulation. Sublimation. She fell asleep to their music, and she woke to it. Chatter marks, eskers, and drumlins. Truncated spurs. Corries and tarns. Kames. Eolian loess. Katabatic winds.