Quotes About Exploration

I figure everyone is so insane about the internet there must be something cool there.

Roxanne and Clark Loper were homeward bound.

Beware O wanderer, the road is walking too.

Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path that never will be trod again. Wanderer, there is no road-- Only wakes upon the sea.

What is it the wind has lost that she keeps looking for under each leaf?

Life is short. Why not be familiar with all of it?

Work could be anything that aroused your curiosity: the natural world, music, anthropology, the stars, or even sewing or gardening. When we were little girls we would invent dresses the Queen of Egypt might wear, or have a special garden where we ordered seeds for vegetables or flowers we had never heard of.

A black hole the size of 300 billion stars is gobbling up the M87 galaxy because astronomers gave it a boring name.

life is a kind of Labyrinth, with all its twists and turns, its straight paths and its occasional dead ends.

He had been born with a quivering bump of curiosity that stopped throbbing only when it was satisfied

We could have touched the stars. Instead, you brought them to us. We didn't have to seek the heavens when we had you here with us now.

Without an external source for theological truth, there is no limit on where your imagination will take you.

I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.

The Gate is Straight, Deep and Wide; Break On Through to the other side.

Let's swim to the moon Let's climb through the tide Surrender to the waiting worlds That lap against our side.

Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That's all it was: just curiosity.

The grand highway is crowded with lovers and searchers and leavers so eager to please, and to forget. Wilderness

There's the know. And there's the unknown. And what separates the two is the door, and that's what i wanta be. Ahh wanna be th' dooooooooorrr...

There are things known and things unknown, and in between are the doors...

Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality.

We started into the tunnel on our bikes, but quickly dismounted once the darkness set in.

taking long rides on his bike

I rode a streetcar to the edge of the city limits, then I started to walk, swinging the old thumb whenever I saw a car coming.

Sector 7 by David Wiesner (Clarion, 1997)