Quotes About Exploration

drove through the labyrinth of roads into the heart of the U. Mass.–Amherst campus until she found a parking spot near the pond.

Two different kinds of people exist: Those who wade cautiously into the shallows and those who throw themselves headlong into the roaring surf.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) it's always ourselves we find in the sea —e. e. cummings, "maggie and milly and molly and may

She always gave herself some time to browse the library shelves to check out new reads she hadn't heard about and wasn't sure she would want to stick with. Like agreeing to only coffee on a first date, rather than an entire meal.

Sometimes questions are more important than answers.

Answers are closed rooms; and questions are open doors that invite us in.

Sailing was never my thing,

Travel light my child, as the Wanderer travels light, and his love will be with you.

The baby girl was quite still except for her cheeks and lips sucking at her finger, and a rhythmical curving and straightening of her toes, as if some current of thick air were passing over them.

Those who live in caves, die in caves," said All-Father, "and the love of the Wanderer is to wanderers.

We're meant to go. We're not meant to stay forever.

Gördü?üm ve ö?rendi?im her yeni ?ey beni çok mutlu ediyordu. Sanki yepyeni bir dünyaya, bilim dünyas?na, ad?m atm??t?m ve bu dünyay? art?k özgürce ke?fedebilme olana??na sahiptim.

tantalizing possibilities. She hesitated, feeling trapped by a combination of her own desire to try everything, and a

Maybe if we re-invent whatever our lives give us we find poems.

Until you spread your wings, you'll have no idea how far you can fly.

Wherever wood can swim, there I am sure to find this flag of England.

Imagination governs the world.

You don't need to visit a foreign country or hike a desert canyon or go out on a cloudless, moonless night and get drunk on star champagne.

I)n reading . . . stories, you can be many different people in many different places, doing things you would never have a chance to do in ordinary life. It's amazing that those twenty-six little marks of the alphabet can arrange themselves on the pages of a book and accomplish all that. Readers are lucky - they will never be bored or lonely.

Anything you fully do is an alone journey.

If something comes up in your writing that is scary or naked, dive right into it. It probably has lots of energy.

Let yourself live in something that is already rightfully yours—your own wild mind.

Writing is the crack through which you can crawl into a bigger world, into your wild mind.

What crannies of untouched perception can you explore? What autumn was it that the moon entered your life? When was it that you picked blueberries at their quintessential moment? How long did you wait for your first true bike? Who are your angels? What are you thinking of? Not thinking of? What are you looking at? Not looking at?