Quotes About Exploration

I had started trying—it for the first time, really—it to remember what had happened in that wood. I prodded tentatively around the edges of it, barely acknowledging even to myself what I was doing, like a kid picking at a scab but afraid to look.

These three children own the summer. They know the wood as surely as they know the microlandscapes of their own grazed knees;put them down blindfolded in any dell or clearing and they could find their way out without putting a foot wrong.

These three children own the summer. They know the wood as surely as they know the micro landscapes of their own grazed knees; put them down blindfolded in any dell or clearing and they could find their way out without putting a foot wrong. This is their territory, and they rule it wild and lordly as young animals; they scramble through its trees and hide-and-seek in its hollows all the endless day long, and all night in their dreams.

till one day she got in a car and she just kept driving.

I loved Rosie's mind. If I could have got inside there, I would happily have spent the rest of my life wandering around, just looking.

It's life, Jim, but not as we know it.

In traditional science fiction, according to Robert Heinlein, there are three lines of thought that drive writers: "What if—" [What if we built a colony on Mars?] "If only—" [If only we could fix past mistakes by travelling through time.] And "If this goes on—

PRO TIP: IF YOU'RE SAD AND ALONE IN THE PLACE YOU LIVE THEN YOU GO TO ANOTHER PLACE YOU WILL STILL BE SAD AND ALONE WHEN YOU COME BACK

left. If you drive to work or school along the same route every day, intentionally vary the way you go, exploring different streets and unfamiliar territory. This sounds simple, almost innocuous. But when we do a familiar task in a novel way, we stir a fresh awareness.

There's a mystic who says there's only one really good question, which is, 'What am I unwilling to feel?

I became committed to dropping my resistance so I could get to know this energy that was driving the wanting self.

I liked the idea of there being an alternative current that hums and crackles just at the edge of our visible world. Now I realize it is a metaphor for the sometimes confused and ill-at-ease way we feel in our lives , but as a child I thought of it more realistically: if you enter that forest, you'll go somewhere else. Somewhere exciting!

You can't possibly be afraid of trees.

we have to go forth in order to come back, plunge into time in order to be born anew, and roam the world in order to get back to ourselves at last.

These included the top of Mount Everest and up the chief's rear passage.

Man is a restless creature, nomadic at heart.

Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands have I been

Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez, when with eagle eyes He star'd at the Pacific–and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise– Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

think of the adventures on which she might embark.

Amelia Edward's Thousand Miles Up the Nile, Gertrude Bell's Persian Pictures, and Mary Kingsley's Travels in West Africa, Congo Français, Corisco, and Cameroons.

The more I read, the hungrier I become. Each book seemed promising, each page I turned offered an escapade, the allure of another world, other destinies, other dreams.

I want to do more documentaries and travel to places I haven't been. That is where I think I can be fulfilled.

They were like English teachers who took the fun out of a perfectly good book by breaking it down into themes and sentence structures

Be careful when you leave Atlanta, because you'll end up in Georgia.