Quotes About Exploration

We are the result of the universe attempting to understand itself

Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world." I

Religions . . . seem to avoid mountain passes.

I had been walking one afternoon in Scotland and thought: Why don't I just keep going ? There was, I said, a magic in leaving a line of footprints stretching across Asia.

Everyone had memorized a chant of names and villages along footpaths in every direction. This was a very useful map.

I recited and followed this song-of-the-places-in-between as a map.

Given such strong defenses against change, fresh ideas come from those who do more than think outside the box. They think outside the building.

I see my path, but I don't know where it leads. Not knowing where I'm going is what inspires me to travel it.

He rode into Haarlem the following afternoon with

If you don't accept failure as a possibility, you don't set high goals, you don't branch out, you don't try - you don't take the risk.

In the same way NASA uses mathematics and machinery, we musicians must use sound. Sound can explore the soul, coax out dreams and possibilities that before were lost in inky blackness. A beautiful sonata escapes gravity. We are not very different, you and I. Our minute individual persons are small, but our life-journeys can span galaxies. NASA is granted billions of dollars and, for the insistence of possibility it bestows on the world, it is worth every penny. Amanda Burr, age 16

Presence without resistance: you are now free to turn to the question, "What do we want to do from here?" Then all sorts of pathways begin to appear:

Other people's houses were always fascinating. As soon as you went through the door for the first time, you got the feel of the atmosphere, and so discovered something about the personalities of the people who lived there.

Now that she was conscious there was no end to her questions and exclamations, for Dot was a born traveler, meant to go places, unlike us.

As they plodded along, the golden radiance intensified until it seemed to emanate from every feature of the land.

Missing only the prefix. The ex.

We try to press against the boundaries of what we are allowed, walk a step past the edge. Our records will be scrutinized by Congress one day and decisions on whether to enlarge our jurisdiction will be made.

Mystery is not a passive condition. To see a thing so perfectly what it is-- doesn't it make you want to hold it, to marvel, to touch, its answered question?

The Blue Flower, by Penelope Fitzgerald

Sea of Poppies, by Amitav Ghosh The English Patient, by Michael Ondaatje Euphoria, by Lily King The Red and the Black, by Stendhal Luster, by Raven Leilani Asymmetry, by Lisa Halliday All the Pretty Horses, by Cormac McCarthy

Tookie's Pandemic Reading Deep Survival, by Laurence Gonzales The Lost City of the Monkey God, by Douglas Preston The House of Broken Angels, by Luis Alberto Urrea The Heartsong of Charging Elk, by James Welch

Selected Stories of Anton Chekhov, trans. Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating, by Elisabeth Tova Bailey Let's Take the Long Way Home, by Gail Caldwell The Aubrey/Maturin Novels, by Patrick O'Brian The Ibis Trilogy, by Amitav Ghosh The Golden Wolf Saga, by Linnea Hartsuyker Children of Time, by Adrian Tchaikovsky Coyote Warrior, by Paul VanDevelder

Novels Too Loud a Solitude, by Bohumil Hrabal Train Dreams, by Denis Johnson Sula, by Toni Morrison The Shadow-Line, by Joseph Conrad The All of It, by Jeannette Haien Winter in the Blood, by James Welch Swimmer in the Secret Sea, by William Kotzwinkle The Blue Flower, by Penelope Fitzgerald First Love, by Ivan Turgenev Wide Sargasso Sea, by Jean Rhys

I'm going to take you somewhere. It's time you began to see the world. You're eleven years old and it's time you saw something.