Quotes About Exploration

Let's live on the edge, old friend. That's where all the goodies reside.

We pushed past branches and through humidity thick enough to bind. The gummy smell of pine clawed the air. We trudged through high grass. Mosquitoes and the like buzzed upward in our wake. Trees cast long shadows that you could interpret any way you wanted, like trying to figure out what a cloud looked like or one of Rorschach's inkblots. We

Myron got out of the car. There was a padlock on one end of the chain. Using his heel, Myron kicked down on it. The lock broke. The chain fell to the ground with a heavy clunk. "We're trespassing," Myron said. "Let's live on the edge, old friend. That's where all the goodies reside." As

And then we were all lifted and hurled away from there, down back the way we had come, around a bend, into a darkway we had never explored, over terrain that was ruined and filled with broken glass and rotting cables and rusted metal and far away further than any of us had ever been

We'll try this first. If it doesn't work, we'll try something else. That's life, isn't it?

We read deeply for varied reasons, most of them familiar: that we cannot know enough people profoundly enough; that we need to know ourselves better; that we require knowledge, not just of self and others, but of the way things are.

Almost anything at all can be transmuted into a labyrinth.

Boredom . . . is one of the reasons that both men and women walk out the door and never come back.

they have repeatedly overcome or worked around the forces of the actual—inertia, stasis, entropy—to probe the realm of the possible.

You don't have to learn much out of books, it's like if you want to learn about cows, you go milk one.

there are ways of doing things you dont't know about

Time spent indoors was time wasted.

Miško paukštis ? mišk? ir ži?ri

The Gray Ghost, by Seckatary Hawkins.

Ben neredeyse alt? ya??ma, Jem de yakla??k on ya??na geldiÄŸinde, yazlar? özgürlük alan?m?z?n s?n?rlar? (Calpurnia'n?n sesinin duyulma mesafesine göre) çizilmiÅŸti.

Like all of the other sciences, we have found out that the more we know, the more there is to know.

As you have forgotten, so one day might you remember how to be wild and bewildered, to be wilder and be wilderness?

Don't you think it would be wonderful to get rid of everything and everybody and just go some place where you don't know a soul?

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.

Even if we could turn back, we'd probably never end up where we started.

I'm free, I think. I shut my eyes and think hard and deep about how free I am, but I can't really understand what it means. All I know is I'm totally alone. All alone in an unfamiliar place, like some solitary explorer who's lost his compass and his map. Is this what it means to be free? I don't know, and I give up thinking about it.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in fight, searching the skies for dreams.

Everything has boundaries. The same holds true with thought. You shouldn't fear boundaries, but you should not be afraid of destroying them. That's what is most important if you want to be free: respect for and exasperation with boundaries.