Quotes About Exploration

not a fighter… an adventurer. He doesn't attack, he engages; He doesn't defend, he expands; He doesn't destroy, he transforms; He doesn't reject, he explores; ….

There were no mail-order catalogues in 1492. Marco Polo's journal was the wish book of Renaissance Europe. Then, Columbus sailed the ocean blue and landed in Sears' basement. Despite all the Indians on the escalator, Columbus' visit came to be known as a discovery.

Are you to be an individual, a trespasser in territory none else has had the wit or nerve to explore, or just another troublesome mosquito to be swatted by the authorities?

Of our nine planets, Saturn is the one that looks like fun.

their kiss was like a paper airplane landing on the moon.

Hitchhiking is not a sport. It is not an art. It certainly isn't work, for it requires no particular ability not does it produce anything of value. It's an adventure, I suppose, but a shallow ignoble adventure.

I have hitched and hiked over every state and half the nations, through blizzards and under rainbows, in deserts and cities, backward and side-ways, upstairs, downstairs and in my lady's chamber.

I began to hitchhike in something akin to geological time: slow, ancient, vast.

Some folks hide, and some folks seek, and seeking, when it's mindless, neurotic, desperate, or pusillanimous can be a form of hiding. But there are folks who want to know and aren't afraid to look and won't turn tail should they find it—and if they never do, they'll have a good time anyway because nothing, neither the terrible truth nor the absence of it, is going to cheat them out of one honest breath of earth's sweet gas.

Breath Properly, Stay Curious, and Always Eat Your Beets!

nothing the human race has ever invented is more cool than a book.

Someone once commented that I have a great thirst for knowledge, to which I replied, what the hell? I'll drink anything.

When it comes to coolness, nothing the human race has ever invented is more cool than a book.

Twenty candles on a cake. Twenty Camels in a package. Twenty centuries under our belts and where do we go from here?

As we drive up the river road, there are sixty thousand trees which I see but do not touch. Like me, Amanda is confined in the speeding Jeep, but she touches every tree.

Leigh-Cheri went out in the blackberries and wept. "I'll follow him to the ends of the earth," she sobbed. Yes, darling. But the earth doesn't have any ends. Columbus fixed that.

I was seven or eight months old - a creeping, crawling carpet crab.

You dig me, don't you? A little boy, he can play like he's a fireman or a cop

There were no mail-order catalogues in 1492. Marco Polo's journal was the wish book of Renaissance Europe. Then, Columbus sailed the ocean blue and landed in Sears' basement.

ROS: Why don't you go and have a look? GUIL: Pragmatism?! - is that all you have to offer?

God doesn't hide Himself from you so that He can't be found; He hides Himself from you so that He can be found.

People say to write about what you know. I'm here to tell you, no one wants to read that, cos you don't know anything. So write about something you don't know. And don't be scared, ever.

It was a silly age, twenty-five; too old for teenaged dreaming, too young for settling down. Every corner was a possibility and a dead end.

He relished never knowing what lay in his path, who might approach with what intention.