Quotes About Exploration

Slit my skull open. Know what it'll be like? Like slitting open the guts of a great white shark. Stuff'll come out like you wouldn't fucking believe.

But it is INTERESTING trying to get a handle on one's own subjectivity--something to think about, to play around with, and what's more fun than that?

Maybe the best thing would be to forget being right or wrong about people and just go along for the ride.

What I'm saying, Doctor, is that I don't seem to stick my dick up these girls, as much as I stick it up their backgrounds - as though through fucking I will discover America.

It just makes me a person that's really exhausted a couple other ways to live, you know? And really taken them, taken them to their conclusion. Which for me was a pink room, with no furniture and a drain in the center of the floor.

A person should always carry two things in this world: a valid passport and a sweater.

Hella is only a little dangerous. On a scale of one to ten, with ten being instantly fatal-like the surface of Luna, where I've never been, but I've read about it-Hella is only a three, which is equal to some parts of Earth. It's safe to go outside without protective gear if you stay out of the sun, if you keep your breathing steady and shallow, and if you don't drink any water you didn't bring with you.

Humans haven't been on Hella long enough. We can vaccinate ourselves against the things we know are out there and all the things we think are out there, but we can't protect ourselves against all the things that might be out there that we don't know.

There's this general feeling in the Hella Colony that we'll never conquer the planet if we hide behind the fences of Summerland Station. So we have to go ourselves, smell the air and taste the world. We have to feel the dirt between our fingers. If we are ever going to make this planet ours, we have to give up our fear of it and get into a genuinely courageous relationship. That's what Captain Skyler says.

Tourists reminded him of other places and elicited in him a prodding doubt that living here was what he wanted.

Long voyages under sail with crews that spoke many tongues made a ship into a language school.

He was determined to take the first flight out, wherever it went. Anywhere had to be better than this.

The infinite! No other question has ever moved so profoundly the spirit of man.

No one shall expel us from the paradise that Cantor has created for us.

Striving for perfection can get in the way during the early stages of the creative process.

I don't want to know anything, and I want to know it all

They defy gravity, as good books should.

We remember what it was like to meet someone new. We remember what it was like to grant someone possibility. You look out from your own world and then you step into his, not really knowing what you'll find there, but hoping it will be something good. Both Ryan and Avery are doing this. You step into his world and you don't even realize your loneliness is missing. You've left it behind, and you don't notice because you have no desire to turn back.

Maybe this is what alone really is — finding out how tiny your world is, and not knowing how to get anywhere else.

It takes a traveler, not a tourist, to search for something deeper. Travelers want to find the wavelength on which they and the city connect.

The swim of things. I go on an airplane. I walk under the Empire State Building. I take the bus, and the subway, and am surrounded by strangers the whole time. I certainly have room in my life for caution, but I have no room in my life for paralyzing fear. There's always a risk. There always has been. But I'd rather live my life than die of negations.

I am a solo flier looking out over the land of Boyfriends and Girlfriends. I am three notes in the middle of a song.

We are young and the night is young. We are in the middle of somewhere and we are feeling everything.

We thought there was a wall around our story. But what if there were windows?