Quotes About Exploration

I think you have to know who you are. Get to know the monster that lives in your soul. Dive deep into your soul and explore it. I don't want to renounce my dark side. The truth has always held an enormous interest for me.

When I went on this trip I had a sexual/spiritual experience with a creature named Lucifer.

I think you have to know who you are. Get to know the monster that lives in your soul, dive deep into your soul and explore it.

It's a good thing I'm curious, because sometimes I just research how a soccer player kicks a ball and the impact it has on his foot. I haven't used this yet, but I might.

Many contemporary composers have been building walls of sounds following their own clever devices. But then, who lives inside those rooms?

I want your first trip to be with me. I want to show you cities and landscapes and teach you how to look at things in new ways and how to get along in places you don't already know inside out. I want to put some life in you...

The voice of the waves was now mixed with strange sounds; laughter, running feet and the clanging of great bells far out to sea. Snufkin lay still and listened. dreaming and remembering his trip round world. Soon I must set out again, he thought. But not yet.

One has to discover everything for oneself. And get over it all alone.

The spirit of adventure sped through his soul on mighty wings.

What are you thinking of discovering?" Moomintroll cleared his throat and felt very proud. "Oh, everything," he said. "Stars, for example!" Snufkin was deeply impressed. "Stars!" he exclaimed. "Then I must come with you. Stars are my favorite things. I always lie and look at them before I go to sleep, and wonder who is on them and how one could get there. The sky looks so friendly with all those little eyes twinkling in it.

Are you too frightened to go any farther?" asked the silk-monkey, who found all this very easy, having four legs herself. "I'm never afraid," answered Sniff. "But I think the view is better from here.

When they reached the top of the hill they turned and looked down at the valley. Moominhouse was just a blue dot, and the river a narrow ribbon of green: the swing they couldn't see at all. "We've never been such a long way from home before," said Moomintroll, and a little goose-fleshy thrill of excitement came over them at the thought.

I'm not a lion...I like small adventures. Just the right size.

At the same time they both caught sight of a third curly flourish on a tree-trunk right in front of them, but it was terribly high up, at least three feet above the ground. "That's it, I'm sure," said Sniff, stretching himself. "I must be taller than I thought!

Mutta Muumipappa oli kuullut, etteivät hattivatit riitele koskaan. Ne ovat luonteeltaan hiljaisia, ja niitä kiinnostaa vain päästä eteenpäin niin kauas kuin mahdollista. Mieluimmin aina taivaanrantaan tai maailmanloppuun saakka, mikä luultavasti merkitsee samaa.

Käsitätkö," sanoi isä. "On saatava selville mere salaiset lait, se on kaiken perusta. Minun täytyy ymmärtää merta, jotta voisin pitää siitä. En voi rakastaa tätä saarta ellen pidä merestä.

When you were small you wanted to know. Now you want to become. I want to do.

Det är underligt med vägar och floder, funderade Sniff, man ser dem gå förbi och får en hemsk lust att vara nån annanstans. Att följa med och se var de slutar ...

Gathering is peculiar, because you see nothing but what you're looking for.

Too-ticky shrugged her shoulders. 'One has to discover everything for oneself,' she replied. 'And get over it all alone.

The very last house stood all by itself under a dark green wall of fir-trees, and here the wild country really began. Snufkin walked faster and faster straight into the forst. Then the door of the last house opened a chink and a very old voice cried: 'Where are you off to?' 'I don't know,' Snufkin replied. The door shut again and Snufkin entered his forest, with a hundred miles of silence ahead of him.

Yes, you're right. One makes a trip by day, but by night one sets out on a journey

Making a journey by night is more wonderful than anything in the world.

It's funny about paths and rivers," he mused. "You see them go by, and suddenly you feel upset and want to be somewhere else--wherever the path or the river is going, perhaps.