Quotes About Discovery

I am out with lanterns looking for myself

So unsuspected violets Within the fields lie low, Too late for striving fingers That passed, an hour ago.

There is no frigate like a book.

There is no frigate like a book, to take us lands away.

XVI: A BOOK. There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of toll; How frugal is the chariot That bears a human soul!

Perhaps this was the point of travel, keeping bits of daily life to ground us while feeling also altogether stretched at the wideness of the world.

Just when you think you have summed everything up, painted it clearly and given meaning to what was once just a pool of colored paint, another canvas crops up blank and ready to be filled.

A feeling that I know so little about the world. And maybe the tiniest bit of excitement that there are real possibilities in life, too.

If you would truly rather be dead than go on living the way you do, you have nothing to lose by trying to change things, have you? Britta said, carefully keeping any trace of pity from her voice. There is more to life than Illica, you now. The world is wide, and full of wonders.

Me and Ma have a deal, we're going to try everything one time so we know what we like.

When I was four I thought everything in TV was just TV, then I was five and Ma unlied about lots of it being pictures of real and Outside being totally real. Now I'm in Outside but it turns out lots of it isn't real at all.

I looked in my mirror and saw, not myself, but every place I'd never been.

I seem to have stumbled onto love, like a pothole in the night.

I've been in the world three weeks and a half, I still never know what's going to hurt.

The whole point of travel is to learn there's no such thing as normal.

To travel is to turn the pages of the great book of life.

But I go back down near the water with Steppa to look for treasure. We find a white shell like a snail, but when I curl my finger inside, he's gone out. Keep it, say Steppa. But what about when he comes home?

I've been in the world three weeks and a half, I still never know what's going to hurt.

Las personas se mueven tanto por el mundo que constantemente se pierden cosas

But what on earth had possessed her, to take a wagon this far beyond nowhere? When

When she pulled the ribbon out of her mattress, at first light the next morning, it was brown.

People move around so much out in the world, things get lost all the time.

Me and Ma have a deal, we're going to try everything one time so we know what we like.

Yes, we will,' said George. 'Look – that is where the entrance