Quotes About Exploration

It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place

The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with weary feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say. J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

I think we should sometimes read stories where everything's different from our world, don't you agree? There's nothing's like it for teaching us to wonder why trees are green and not red, and why we have five fingers rather than six." Of

He bent down and lifted Sophie from his pocket… . She was still in her nightie and her feet were bare. She shivered and stared around her at the swirling mists and ghostly vapors. "Where are we?" she asked. "We is in Dream Country," the BFG said. "This is where all dreams is beginning." Roald Dahl, The BFG

The python dropped his head lightly for a moment on Mowgli's shoulders. "A brave heart and a courteous tongue," said he. "They shall carry thee far through the jungle, manling.

Perhaps the story now goes on beyond the book.

Denkst du nicht auch, dass man von Zeit zu Zeit Geschichten lesen sollte, in denen alles etwas anders ist als in unserer Welt? Nichts lehrt einen besser zu fragen, warum die Bäume grün und nicht rot sind und warum man nur fünf und nicht sechs Finger hat.

You cannot fully read a book without being alone. But through this very solitude you become intimately involved with people whom you might never have met otherwise, either because they have been dead for centuries or because they spoke languages you cannot understand. And nonetheless, they have become your closest friends, your wisest advisors, the wizards that hypnotize you, the lovers you have always dreamed of. Antonio Muñoz Molinas, "The Power of the Pen

He had lived in Venice for more than fifteen years and he still didn't know all the city's nooks and crannies — but then again no one did.

Ciò che un libro avrebbe potuto raccontarle non l'aveva mai intimorita. Anzi, di solito non vedeva l'ora di lasciarsi trasportare in un mondo nuovo, inesplorato, e la sua curiosità era tale che si metteva a leggere nei momenti meno opportuni.

I libri devono essere pesanti perché dentro hanno il mondo intero.

Los libros tienen que pesar porque el mundo entero está encerrado en ellos.

Read - and be curious. And if somebody says to you: Things are this way. You can´t change it. - don´t believe a word.

Noch eind Land, das ich zum ersten Mal hinter den Spiegeln bereise. Ich kenne deine Welt so viel besser als meine. - Jacob

There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any courser like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of toll; How frugal is the chariot That bears a human soul! Emily Dickinson, The Poems of Emily Dickinson

Nach meiner Erfahrung erklärt jeder neue Ort uns eine neue Region unseres Herzens. Als trügen wir die ganse Welt auch in unserem Innern und müssten sie nur entdecken.

Elinor Loredan: But I just adore everything Persian. Meggie Folchart: You've been to Persia, then? Elinor: Yes, a hundred times. Along with St. Petersburg, Paris, Middle-Earth, distant planets and Shangri-la. And I never had to leave this room. Books are adventure. They contain murder and mayhem and passion. They love anyone who opens them.

Der Weglose Wald verdiente seinen Namen. Er schien kein Anfang und kein Ende zu haben, wie ein grünes Meer, in dem man ebenso leicht ertrinken konnte wie in den Wellen seines salzig nassen Namensvettern.

Words that explained the world to her, its dark side and its light side, words that built a wall to keep out bad dreams.

Os livros poderiam ensiná-la tanto sobre este mundo e outros lugares distantes, sobre animais e plantas, sobre estrelas! Podiam ser janelas e portas, asas de papel par ajudá-la a voar para bem longe.

Os livros poderiam ensiná-la tanto sobre este mundo e outros lugares distantes, sobre animais e plantas, sobre estrelas! Podiam ser janelas e portas, asas de papel para ajudá-la a voar para bem longe.

Humans asked them about everything, but they usually weren't half as good at finding the answers.

with a leaf canopy spreading so wide that a whole troop of horsemen could shelter beneath it. The forests of the other world were so young, their trees still children. They had always made him feel old, so old that the years covered him like cobwebs. Here he was young again, just a child among the trees, not much older than the mushrooms growing among their roots, not much taller than the thistles and nettles.

Faber sniffed the book. "Do you know that books smell like nutmeg or some spice from a foreign land? I loved to smell them when I was a boy." Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451