Quotes About Exploration

So, what's the point of running away if you have nowhere you want to go?

She switched the headlamp on and saw bats clinging to the side of the cave inches from her face. Someone whimpered. She supposed it was her. She switched the lamp off and played out the rope, dropping more slowly, trying to control the whimpering.

You're thinking I wasn't in a hurry to get out into the real world? On the contrary. The real world is where you find it.

I don't have a car. How am I going to get around?" "Taxi. Skateboard. Drone pickup. Figure it out!

I wandered through the stacks, running my hands along the spines of the books on the shelves, they reminded me of cultured or opinionated guests at a wonderful party, whispering to each other.

Don't turn over rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live under them.

You've been everywhere, haven't you." I had, but it hadn't done me much good.

I wandered through the stacks, running my hands along the spines of the books on the shelves, they reminded me of cultured or opinionated guests at a wonderful party, whispering to each other. One

She was drifting outside the limit of all reason, where the next stop was light-years away through nothing but darkness.

You've been everywhere, haven't you." I had, but it hadn't done me much good. T

It didn't much matter where the path went, she wasn't the least bit curious, she just needed a direction.

Writing a novel is not merely going on a shopping expedition across the border to an unreal land: it is hours and years spent in the factories, the streets, the cathedrals of the imagination.

I had a cousin once who lived in your dictionary, inside the binding, and there was a tiny hole which he used for a door, and it led out between trichotomy and trick. Now what do you think of that? It was only a few minutes walk to trigger, then over the page to trinity, trinket and trional, and there my cousin used to fall asleep.

Creative work in any established system of thought takes place at the boundaries of the system, where its powers of explanation are least developed and its vulnerability to outside attack is most marked.

I love to do animation movies, and those might be some scores that are lesser known, unless you really kind of dig through my work and see.

I try to do different things as much as I can. I feel like every actor, there's a limited number of tricks and go-tos. The real good stuff you can't get to unless it's something you haven't done before. So I try to make sure each thing is slightly different. Unless it's for the money. Then I don't care.

My sister is dying for us to do 'Amazing Race' together. I would do it because we're very compatible. We've traveled the world, and we're adventurous eaters because of our Chinese culture - unless it comes to bugs.

Neil Armstrong was no Christopher Columbus. In most respects, he was better. Unlike the famous fifteenth century seafarer, Armstrong knew where he landed. He also spent his time in public service, not in jail, and his passing was marked by world-wide encomiums. He ended his days as a celebrated explorer rather than a royal inconvenience.

Unlike many travel books I didn't set out to travel with the idea of writing a book in mind.

We didn't slow down, unlike the others, when we got to the moon because we needed its gravity to get back, so we hold the altitude record. I never even thought about it. Records are only made to be broken.

Unlike many other places, Hilo is more fascinating on closer acquaintance - so fascinating that it is hard to write about it in plain prose.

But unlike European countries, America has never finished a map of the United States, only the eastern United States is covered and a few spots here and there.

I grew up down in Florida, and in the Keys, there's this place called Sea Camp which was not unlike Space Camp, except you explored the sea. And so that kind of whetted my appetite for that. But then I ended up swimming in a lagoon full of Cassiopeia jellyfish, and that quickly quashed that desire to be a marine biologist.

Most adults, unlike most children, understand the difference between a book that will hold them spellbound for a rainy Sunday afternoon and a book that will put them in touch with a part of themselves they didn't even know existed.