Quotes About Discovery

The days on which one has been the most inquisitive are among the days on which one has been happiest.

The real purpose of the scientific method is to make sure nature hasn't misled you into thinking you know something you actually don't know.

It's like sneaking into heaven through the back door." On entering Norway after flying across the Arctic Ocean in an aging Russian Biplane

Walking Distance: Extraordinary Hikes for Ordinary People).

Could the genizah fragments have been right about so much, but wrong about this? Or was it possible that the tomb had been discovered, and plundered, a thousand years ago? Simone made

the journal, but with a kind of reverence now that he had not initially felt. He hadn't known at first whose initials they were—RLS—nor had he known who Louis or Fanny were. But then he'd read and deciphered more of the text, put it all together, and discovered that the author of the book was none other than Robert Louis Stevenson. The man whose

any other. The world had been

Sir William Curzon Wyllie?

She tried to cry out, but her throat was so parched that only a croak emerged. She took a swig from her canteen, wiped the dust from her face with another splash, then shouted, "Here! It's here!

But how could she have forgotten who he was—a man who could lose himself in a single book, not to mention a world-class, open-stack library, for hours on end?

Robert Masello

clambered to the top of a pile of ruins, feeling his way over broken bricks and burnt timbers and shattered glass. His

So, you never can tell what will happen when you learn to play the harmonica.

Story isn't a flight from reality but a vehicle that carries us on our search for reality

A working imagination is research.

First, the discovery of a world we do not know.

Second, once inside this alien world, we find ourselves. Deep within these characters and their conflicts we discover our own humanity.

in truth there's only one story. In essence we have told one another the same tale, one way or another, since the dawn of humanity, and that story could be usefully called the Quest. All stories take the form of a Quest.

We rarely know where we are going; writing is a discovery.

It is a matter of going beyond the comfort of your current realities and into the realm of new possibilities for your life.

There is gold everywhere. Most people are not trained to see it.

Where the slanting forest eaves, Shingled tight with greenest leaves, Sweep the scented meadow-sedge, Let us snoop along the edge; Let us pry in hidden nooks, Laden with our nature books, Scaring birds with happy cries, Chloroforming butterflies, Rooting up each woodland plant, Pinning beetle, fly, and ant, So we may identify What we've ruined, by-and-by.

across Jefferson Square to sanctuary in the inn. Good god, he thought, what have I gotten

The Wanderlust has got me... by the belly-aching fire