Quotes About Discovery

Every time man makes a new experiment he always learns more. He cannot learn less.

Humanity is an experimental initiative of Universe.

In the light of our Mexican discoveries, I was now asking myself whether Soma could have been a mushroom. I said to myself that inevitably the poets would introduce into their hymns innumerable hints for the identification of the celebrated Soma, not of course to help us, millennia later and thousands of miles away, but as their poetic inspiration freely dictated.

Ergot, growing millennia later on certain cultivated grains, seems to have coincided in its arrival on the human stage with the discovery by Man of agriculture.

We are always afraid of the unknown.

The first book I opened looked promising—Mummies and Their Secrets by Sir Lynn N. Bandage.

De la existencia de Casiano, descubridor teológico del octavo pecado capital, la tristitia , o aburrimiento, me enteré tardíamente gracias a Giorgio Agamben, autor de Stanze . Tuve más tarde el tiempo de leerlo y de descubrir una nueva manera de aburrirme.

I am going to seek a great perhaps; draw a curtain, the farce is played out.

Anna Karenina was the first time I allowed a book and its world into my house.

I believe that the choice of a first book, the book that opens your eyes and quickens your soul, is as involuntary as a first crush.

Ah, the deliciousness of discovering a masterwork. My heart begins to lift. I can see myself sitting all day in my chair, immersed in lives, plots, and sentences, intoxicated by words and chimeras, paralyzed by satisfaction and contentment, reading until the deepening twilight, until I can no longer make out the words, until my mind begins to wander, until my aching muscles are no longer able to keep the book aloft. Joy is the anticipation of joy.

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.

the authors he has himself discovered are his own exclusive territory, like the saloon compartment of a special train.

The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end. My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said, "Here art thou!" The question and the cry, "Oh, where?" melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance, "I am!" XIII

GOD finds himself by creating.

the testing of truth has not been carried out once and for all by a group of learned men in some past age; truth has to be discovered anew through the blows and opposition it encounters from the people of every age.

Un día hallaré la Vida en mi interior, el gozo que se esconde en mi vida, aunque los días confunden mi camino con el polvo de la ociosidad. He conocido sus fugaces resplandores y me han llegado rachas de su aliento que han puesto fragantes mis ideas por un instante. Un día encontraré fuera de mí ese gozo que me oculta la pantalla de la luz; y me alzaré en esa soledad desbordada donde todo se observa como lo ve el creador.

There is a real Bharatvarsha—a complete India. Unless we establish ourselves there, we can't absorb its true living essence into our minds and hearts. Therefore I say, forgetting all else, discarding book-learning, the lure of prestige, and the temptation of odd profits, we must set sail for that very port, whether we drown or perish. No wonder I can never forget the true, complete image of Bharatvarsha.

For once be careless, timid traveller, and utterly lose your way; wide-awake though you are, be like broad daylight enticed by and netted in mist. Do not shun the garden of Lost Hearts waiting at the end of the wrong road, where the grass is strewn with wrecked red flowers, and disconsolate water heaves in the troubled sea. Long have you watched over the store gathered by weary years. Let it be stripped, with nothing remaining but the desolate triumph of losing all.

YolculuÄŸum çok uzun sürdü, onun mesafesi de uzundur. ...Bu, senin en yak?n?na giden en uzak yoldur. Ve bu, bir ahengin son haddedeki basitliÄŸine götüren en kar???k bir sürükleyiÅŸtir. Yolcu, kendi kap?s?na gelene kadar bütün kap?lar? çalmal?d?r. Ve bir kimse, sonunda en içteki mihraba ulaÅŸmak için bütün d?? dünyalar? dolaÅŸmal?d?r.

What I mean, King, is this. We are the true Renouncers, because change is our very secret. We lose, in order to find. We have no faith in the never-changing. What do you mean? Haven't you noticed the detachment of the rushing river, as it runs splashing from its mountain cave? It gives itself away so swiftly, and only thus it finds itself. What is never changing, for the river, is the desert sand, where it loses its course.

Never be a food snob. Learn from everyone you meet - the fish guy at your market, the lady at the local diner, farmers, cheese makers. Ask questions, try everything and eat up!

A book is like a vacation for the brain.