Quotes About Discovery

Never, never, never could one conceive what love is beforehand, never. —D. H. Lawrence, after meeting his future wife

Esa niña estaba destinada a perderlo todo para encontrarlo todo, porque solamente alguien que se vacía puede ser llenado de nuevo.

Cada persona tiene que descubrir qué disparará esas explosiones para poder vivir, puesto que la combustión que ocurre cuando uno de los fósforos se enciende es lo que nutre al alma. Ese fuego, en resumen, es su alimento. Si uno no averigua a tiempo qué cosa inicia esas explosiones, la caja de fósforos se humedece y ni uno solo de los fósforos se encenderá nunca.

Cada persona tiene que descubrir cuáles son sus detonadores para poder vivir, pues la combustión que se produce al encenderse uno de ellos (los cerillos) es lo que nutre de energía al alma.

Stalactites." Sara swept her flashlight beam over the floor. "And stalagmites, too." "I can never remember the difference." "Just remember C for ceiling, G for ground.

I enjoy Mr. Verne's work," she went on brightly. "He writes of such exotic places. But you've seen all that sort of thing in person. I suppose it's nothing to you." "Of course. Giant squids. Cannibals. Every day.

There's a serendipity to real life that the Internet can't duplicate. Do you use the library? For anything? Well, sometimes you end up picking up the book next to the one you were looking for, and it's that book that changes your life.

At Cornell she had discovered that domesticity had a brain; here, in the beloved, safe home that was entirely hers, she was learning that it had a heart.

she was lying about herself to find out the truth about herself.

Where does it lead, this rockrose path?

by trying lots of things you think you might enjoy, you will learn more about yourself, and what you are actually good at, what might be your core competencies, and which of the biggies are worth going for. You may be shocked by what you discover. This is why you just have to keep an open mind and try things.

Books are boring, James said as he wrote. They line the walls like a thousand leather doorways to be opened into worlds unknown, I offered.

As I look around the quiet room, I see a thousand leather covers like doorways into worlds unknown.

A little boy who's discovered the monster under the bed is actually real, and it's screwing Mommy.

I struggled to sit up, feeling stiff, but rested. "Where?" "Ted's house." I sat up straighter. Ted's house? Edward's house. I was finally going to get to see where Edward lived. I was going to snoop and strip some of his mystery away. If I didn't get killed, finding out Edward's secrets would make the entire trip worthwhile. If I did get killed, I'd come back and haunt Edward, see if I could make him see ghosts after all.

Edward's house. I'd never really hoped to see where he lived. He was like Batman. He rode into town, saved your ass, then vanished, and you never really expected an invitation to see the Bat Cave. Now here I was standing in front of it. Cool. It

Who are you?" My voice came out a little breathy. "I'm Micah Callahan.

She tasted like sunshine. And until this second I didn't know that sunshine tasted like anything.

From far across the sea I come, Through fire, frost,and blazing sun, That you might, with your own fair hand, Enjoy the bounties of my land - Emma Delagardie and Augustus Whittlesby Americanus, A masque in three parts

Oh, no," said Mr. Fitzhugh blithely, immune to nuance. "We're here to see the ruins." Lady Vaughn looked innocently up at her husband. "Isn't that what you said, Vaughn?

Magellan's thirst for glory, under cover of religious zeal, led him fatally astray.

The next day, Magellan gave the order to weigh anchor. The ships fired a salvo of cannon that reverberated among the splendid dark green mountains, gray ravines, and azure glaciers of the strait, and the armada set sail once again, heading west, always west.

Laurence Bergreen

Europeans knew little about the ocean beyond latitude 27°N, marked by Cape Bojador in West Africa.