Quotes About Exploration

He must have pressed the wrong button, or several of them, for when the door fretted open he found himself deep underground, with no heart to try again. The corridor was dark, the air heavy with must, the rooms on both sides quiet yet stirring, as though numb people within were digging themselves out.

Dr. David Jeremiah

The best way to have a good idea is to have a lot of ideas.

The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.

Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.

Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!

You're off to Great Places! Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting, So... get on your way!

From there to here, from here to there, funny things are everywhere!

You'll miss the best things if you keep your eyes shut.

A half-equipped little knight she was, venturing to reconnoitre the mysterious city and dreaming wild dreams of some vague, far-off supremacy...

He walked slowly up and down the rows, glancing at titles and authors, hoping to find something useful. He was so intent in his search that he failed to notice the dark, hooded figure that entered the archives and stood silently in the doorway, watching him

Don't be afraid to go to your library and read every book as long as any document does not offend your own ideas of decency.

My education was the liberty I had to read indiscriminately and all the time, with my eyes hanging out.

i will wade out until my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. i will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air

Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing and learn as you go.

Writing a novel is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

The way I work] is like driving a car at night: you never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way. (The Paris Review, Winter 1986, No. 101)

Jamie liked perspiration, a little bit of dirt, and complications.

Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.

Seeker Of Truth seeker of truth follow no path all paths lead where truth is here

i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness in the sleeping curves of my body

A good Book, has no Ending...

Listen; there's a hell of a good universe next door: let's go.

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond