Quotes About Exploration

And as far as trails go, there's always an open trail for the mind if you keep the doors open and give it a chance.

The way I see it, every time a man gets up in the morning he starts his life over, Sure, the bills are there to pay, and the job is there to do, but you don't have to stay in a pattern. You can always start over, saddle a fresh horse and take another trail. ~Kearney McRaven

Keep an open mind," he told me, "for no man can say what can or cannot be, nor can he say what does or does not exist.

We are a people of the frontier, born to it, bred to it, looking always toward it. And when the frontiers of our own land are gone, when we have drawn them all into an ordered world, then we must seek other frontiers, the frontiers of the mind beyond which men have not gone, the frontiers that lie out beyond the stars, the frontiers that lie within our own selves, that hold us back from what we would do, what we would achieve.

Must one seek something? I seek to be seeking, as I learn to be learning. Each book is an adventure as is each day's horizon.

Only the innocent speak of adventure, for adventure is only a romantic name for trouble...

feet on the deck over their heads and then the sound, far off but

Deadwood Gulch, a scattered, loosely knit series of communities, some of them hidden away in small hollows or scattered in other ravines connecting with this. White Rocks

go. It was close enough, yet out of sight of the station.

tawny-headed man

If I were asked what education should give, I would say it should offer breadth of view, ease of understanding, tolerance for others, and a background from which the mind can explore in any direction.

spring and enough grass to last the burros for quite some time. After a careful scouting around, he made a fire of dead mesquite, which made almost no smoke, and fixed some coffee. When he had eaten, Dunbar gathered up his pan, pick, shovel, and rifle and moved out. He was

about him, although not many

To a wandering man in the wilderness a back trail must be as important as that ahead, for it might be the direction taken tomorrow, and when one faced around the trail looked far, far different. Gigantic boulders seen from one direction might be low, flat rocks seen from another . . . all things were different. Studying trails had taught him much about life, that much depends on the viewpoint.

Well, ma'am, he looked around.

Waterways would offer the easiest route across country, but any travel was a hardship. Most who traveled understood why the word "travel" had once been "travail.

eat the meat of strange animals before I died.

The idea that the world was flat was never put forth by a seafaring man. It was a tale told to landsmen, or to merchants who might be inclined to compete for markets, for in those days the source of raw material was closely guarded.

Whatever the book, a reader reads.

The thing to remember when traveling is that the trail is the thing, not the end of the trail. Travel too fast and you miss all you are traveling for.

See? I am here. Why? Because I wanted to see, to know, to understand. I wanted to go beyond the Great River. I wanted to go beyond the plains. I want even to go beyond these mountains where we now are. I think I am in this world to find beauty in lonely places. At least, that is what I wish to think.

I've learned a little, but I know there is so much more. My father always said that was the wonderful thing about learning, that there was no end to it.

I am one who lives to learn.

Louis L'Amour