Quotes About Discovery

I have not so much thought my way through life as done things and found what it was and who I was after the doing.

So I thought the best thing for me is a place so different that all you got to do is open your eyes and you're entertained.

Preachers err, he told me, by trying "to talk people into belief; better they reveal the radiance of their own discovery.

it is not science that has diminished human beings or divorced us from divinity. On the contrary, the new discoveries of science "rejoin us to the ancients" by enabling us to recognize in this whole universe "a reflection magnified of our own most inward nature;

And this also, said Marlow suddenly, has been one of the dark places of the earth.

Hunters for gold or pursuers of fame, they all had gone out on that stream, bearing the sword, and often the torch, messengers of the might within the land, bearers of a spark from the sacred fire. What greatness had not floated on the ebb of that river into the mystery of an unknown earth! . . . The dreams of men, the seed of commonwealths, the germs of empires.

But when one is young one must see things, gather experience, ideas; enlarge the mind.

I went a little farther, then still a little farther - till I had gone so far that I don't know how I'll ever get back.

The simple old sailor, with his talk of chains and purchases, made me forget the jungle and the pilgrims in a delicious sensation of having come upon something unmistakably real. Such a book being there was wonderful enough; but still more astounding were the notes penciled in the margin, and plainly referring to the text. I couldn't believe my eyes! They were in cipher! Yes, it looked like cipher.

Now when I was a little chap I had a passion for maps. I would look for hours at South America, or Africa, or Australia, and lose myself in all the glories of exploration. At that time there were many blank spaces on the earth

We were wanderers on a prehistoric earth, on an earth that wore the aspect of an unknown planet. We could have fancied ourselves the first of men taking possession of an accursed inheritance, to be subdued at the cost of profound anguish and of excessive toil. But suddenly, as we struggled round a bend, there would be a glimpse of rush walls, of peaked grass-roofs

We were wanderers on a prehistoric earth, on an earth that wore the aspect of an unknown planet.

I had gone so far that I don´t know how I'll ever get back.

The reaches opened before us and closed behind, as if the forest had stepped leisurely across the water to bar the way for our return. We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness. It was very quiet there. At

We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness. It was very quiet there.

it is before you—smiling, frowning, inviting, grand, mean, insipid, or savage, and always mute with an air of whispering, 'Come and find out.' This one was almost featureless, as if still in the

Now when I was a little chap I had a passion for maps…At that time there were many blank spaces on the earth…True, by this time it was not a blank space anymore. It had got filled since my boyhood with rivers and lakes and names. It had ceased to be a blank space of delightful mystery–a white patch for a boy to dream gloriously over. It had become a place of darkness.

skirts of the unknown, and the white men rushing out of a tumble-down hovel, with great gestures

The reaches opened before us and closed behind, as if the forest had stepped leisurely across the water to bar the way for our return. We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness.

At that time there were many blank spaces on the earth, and when I saw one that looked particularly inviting on a map (but they all look like that) I would put my finger on it and say, "When I grow up I will go there.

Senti que estava me tornando cientificamente interessante.

for there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself...

Vagábamos por una tierra prehistórica, una tierra con el aspecto de un planeta desconocido

there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself, which is the mistress of his existence and as inscrutable as Destiny.