Quotes About Exploration

I didn't love him at all. I grieve because he had one life in which to seek truth and find courage to defend it. He had one life in which to explore his soul, find love, compassion, humility - and he wasted it. Nobody is richer for his having been, nobody is poorer because he is gone. Therefore I grieve.

adventure or decision or freedom of any kind.

I didn't love him at all. I grieve because he had one life in which to seek truth and find courage to defend it. He had one life in which to explore his soul, find love, compassion, humility - and he wasted it. Nobody is richer for his having been, nobody is poorer because he is gone. Therefore I grieve. (from the book or manuscript, Tathyr)

There are so many books I mean to read, and things I mean to see.

I picture heaven as a vast library, with unlimited volumes to read. And paintings and statues to examine galore. I picture it as a great doorway to learning...rather than one great dull answer to all our questions

Go where the pain is, go where the pleasure is.

If you don't see something that you like to read, but cannot find it. Write it and make it exist.

I can walk through a myth and out of it!

I picture heaven as a vast library, with unlimited volumes to read. And paintings and statues to examine

To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner.

It's the risk that fascinates, the moment of infinite possibility.

I picture heaven as a vast library, with unlimited volumes to read. And paintings and statues to examine galore. I picture it as a great doorway to learning. Do you think the hereafter could be like that?

All around us were happy people excited to be going to Atalantaya, many for the first time, and the officials in charge seemed excited for us as well. It was rather like being in a group today that is visiting the cities of Jerusalem or Rome for the first time.

Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ask. On the contrary

After so long in the ice, he wanted to touch everything.

Into the darker regions of Venice I traveled, the mist hanging thick over the canals, to those dimly lighted places where ruffians abound.

Only the lightning was fearless of the legends that said some evil dwelt in Sugar Devil Island: go there and you might never come back.

That incorrigible Quinn. He went deep into Sugar Devil Swamp, though everybody told him not to; he went to that accursed island Hermitage, and one night he just didn't come back.

Andrássy Út

I stayed there for three nights with him, talking about the mysterious islands of England with him

and I thought I might take him home and see how he works. It's really neat the way all those little bone things fit together, like a zipper.

I write because I want to have more than one life.

I read so that I can live more than one life in more than one place.

Plenty of other books say how to see as much of the city as possible," his boss had told him. "You should say how to see as little.")