Quotes About Exploration

Mischief twinkled in his eyes. 'Okay' isn't even close. Kissing you is like a roller-coaster ride to outer space. The farther we go, the more I'm lost and the more I want to explore new territory

You can go anywhere in the whole world you want to go in a book.

You really think there's something back there? Something we don't know here? Jacob's

We moved together very slowly toward the house, trying to understand its ugliness and ruin and shame.

Wear your boots if you wander today

I wondered about going down to the creek, but I had no reason to suppose that the creek would even be there, since I never visited it on Tuesday mornings.

Elizabeth, Beth, Betsy, and Bess, they all went together to find a bird's nest...

she might never leave the road at all, but just hurry on and on until the wheels of the car were worn to nothing and she had come to the end of the world.

The journey itself was her positive action, her destination vague, unimagined, perhaps nonexistent.

say he said it as often and in as many ways as possible, perhaps because he had very few ideas and had to wring each one dry.

I could help her in her shop, Eleanor thought; she loves beautiful things and I would go with her to find them. We could go anywhere we pleased, to the edge of the world if we liked, and come back when we wanted to.

wondered about going down to the creek, but I had no reason to suppose that the creek would even be there, since I never visited it on Tuesday mornings;

Ich werde so lange im Haus herumlaufen, bis ich in zehn von neun Fällen den Ort finde, wo es was zu essen gibt.

She meant to savor each turn of her traveling, loving the road and the trees and the houses and the small ugly towns, teasing herself with the notion that she might take it into her head to stop just anywhere and never leave again.

perhaps Charles and money found each other no matter how far apart they were, or perhaps Charles was engaged in systematically digging up every inch of our land.

I thought," Eleanor said carefully, "that I might even look around. Old houses are usually cheap, you know, and it's fun to make them over." "Not around here," the girl said. "Then," Eleanor said, "there are no old houses around here? Back in the hills?" "Nope." The man rose, taking change from his pocket, and spoke for the first time. "People leave this town," he said. "They don't come here.

To learn what we fear is to learn who we are. Horror defines our boundaries and illuminates our souls.

I am living on the moon, I told myself, I have little house all by myself on the moon.

If we don't go forward, we won't find anything.

What are you looking for back there?" said Mama. "Yesterday's snow?

It seems there's no way of making a living in this world that I haven't tried. The one thing left is matchmaking.

The great majority of people hate what they're doing, Mr Douglas. Instead of devising ways to get into something they like, they remain trapped all their lives, like brainless insects. It's rare to find a man who loves his work.

The creative writer does the same as the child at play; he creates a world of fantasy which he takes very seriously.

There are no mistakes