Quotes About Discovery

The only way to find your self is to first lose yourself. Lose yourself to all worldly affairs, immerse yourself in the deepest oceans of material world - until the special moment of awakening, a pre-destined call that everyone receives at some stage in life. From that moment onwards, onsets the process of self-realization and your journey on the path to illumination. And thus you find your self, only after losing yourself in the jungle of materialistic world.

Truth will set you free, but before setting you free, it will torture you beyond your imagination.

But now I have re-discovered boredom, where I can fight 'what next' with nothing.

Every body has a tickle spot, somtimes you just have to find it.

I liked him because, during my years as a journalist, i had discovered that a peck of delinquency is sometimes more worthy than a pitcher of piety.

What is it?' Stephanie whispered. 'That, my dear Valkyrie, is what we call a monster.' She looked at Skulduggery. 'You don't know what it is, do you?' 'I told you what it is, it's a horrible monster. Now shut up before it comes over here and eats us.

Found something?" "No, sorry. I thought I had, but, no, it turned out to be, uh… more floor.

Her parents wanted her to find her own way in life. That's what they'd said countless times in the past. Of course, they'd been referring to school subjects and college applications and job prospects. Presumably, at no stage did they factor living skeletons and magic underworlds into their considerations. If they had, their advice would probably have been very different.

And what about magic?" "What about it?" "Will you teach me?" "You don't even know if you're capable of doing magic." "How do I find out? Is there a test or something?" "Yes, we cut off your head. If it grows back, you can do magic.

People!" she screamed. "There are people here! New people!

For now Valkyrie remembered where she had seen that name before. In the Book of Names, in that final column. Next to Stephanie Edgley, next to Valkyrie Cain. Her true name. The only name that ever really mattered. Darquesse.

The world is bigger than you know and scarier than you might imagine. The only currency worth anything is being true to yourself, and the only goal worth seeking is finding out who you truly are . . . Make you parents proud, and make them glad to have you living under their roof, because I leave to you my property and possessions, my assets and my royalties, to be inherited on the day you turn eighteen. – Mr Fedgewick, reading Gordon's will, to Stephanie

You'll know they've spotted us when they screech," Skulduggery told her. The creatures screeched.

Our investigation is ongoing," he said. "Do you know something you're not telling me?" "Yes." "Right. Well, at least someone knows something. That's a nice bloody change.

They lifted up and drifted beyond the ledge, the world opening up beneath them.

What all this means is that he could be living across the street from me and I'd never know it. It means that I have not heard one single rumour about him in twenty years, and the fact that he is here and I didn't know about it causes me no small amount of alarm and drives me to unimaginable fury. I am, however, hiding it well. - China

I know where there's some blood," Lily said.

Oh, yeah," Axelia whispered back. "I think I'm freaking out a bit. I've never seen a murder victim before." Omen frowned at her. "How do you know he was murdered?" "He has a knife sticking out of his back." Omen took a few steps to his left, and saw the knife handle. "Oh, yeah.

Her dad came down the stairs, picked up the passport and opened it. "This isn't mine," he said. "This belongs to an ugly man wearing a stupid expression.

Every experiment destroys some of the knowledge of the system which was obtained by previous experiments.

A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us.

Often the hands will solve a mystery that the intellect has struggled with in vain.

Know thyself. [Lat., Ne quis nimis. (From the Greek)]

Honey is sweet, "and so is knowledge, but knowledge is like the bee that made that sweet honey, you have to chase it through the pages of a book." (taken from "Thank you, Mr. Falker" )