Quotes About Exploration

Every journey conceals another journey within its lines: the path not taken and the forgotten angle.

Yes, the stories are dangerous, she was right. A book is a magic carpet that flies you off elsewhere. A book is a door. You open it. You step through. Do you come back?

The curious are always in some danger. If you are curious you might never come home.

Although wherever you are going is always in front of you, there is no such thing as straight ahead.

I have a head for heights it's true, but no stomach for the depths. Strange then to have plumbed so many.

I noticed a woman whose face was a sea voyage I had not the courage to attempt.

The probability of separate worlds meeting is very small. The lure of it is immense. We send starships. We fall in love.

The curious are always in some danger. If you are curious you might never come home, like all the men who now live with mermaids at the bottom of the sea. Or the people who found Atlantis.

People say the magic has gone out of the moon now that someone's stood on it. I don't think so. It would take more than a man's foot to steal the moon.

Slightest accidents open up new worlds.

The curious are always in some danger. If you are curious you might never come home, like all the men who now live with mermaids at the bottom of the sea.

To avoid discovery I stay on the run. To discover things for myself, I stay on the run...

I have flown the distance of your body from side to side of your ivory coast. I know the forests where I can rest and feed. I have mapped you with my naked eye and stored you out of sight. The millions of cells that make up your tissues are plotted on my retina. Night flying I know exactly where I am. Your body is my landing strip.

A book is a magic carpet that flies you off somewhere. A book is a door. You open it. You step through. Do you come back?

The world is surely wide enough to walk without fear.

I read in a book that the stars can take you anywhere. I've never wanted to be an astronaut because of the helmets. If I were up there on the moon, or by the Milky Way, I'd want to feel the stars round my head. I'd want my whole body to feel the space, the empty space and points of light. That's how dancers must feel, dancers and acrobats, just for a second, that freedom.

There is a thin line of me, wavering and not strong, that wants to learn the language of beasts and water and night.

What I want does exist if I dare to find it.

Somewhere beween the swamp and the mountains. Somewhere beween fear and sex. Somewere beween God and the Devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back worse.

Why did I walk so purposefully in a straight line? Where would it take me? He went round and round and we got there all the same.

I asked my mother why we couldn't have books and she said, 'The trouble with a book is that you never know what's in it until it's too late.' I thought to myself, 'Too late for what?

I tried to build an igloo out of orange peel but it kept falling down and even when it stood up I didn't have an eskimo to put in it, so I had to invent a story about 'How Eskimo Got Eaten', which made me even more miserable. It's always the same with diversions; you get involved

I need the dark places to get outside of common sense

Reading is where the wild things are.