Quotes About Curiosity

Are you the man who reads phone books?

Morning developed out the window. His right canine ached. He unreeled the long hair, beaded with saliva, tooth-tartar, mouth-breather's morning fur, and stared at it. How'd it get here? Eerie, dearie.

During the night, Sir Stephen vanishes from the Casino. ¶ But not before telling Slothrop that his erections are of high interest to Fitzmaurice House.

We are obsessed with building labyrinths, where before there was open plain and sky.

Blobb inquired around about the Trystero organization, running into zipped mouths nearly every way he turned.

Does it ever end, he wondered. Of course it does. It did.

What is called an educated person is often someone who has had a dangerously superficial exposure to a wide spectrum of subjects.

Too much of what is called 'education' is little more than an expensive isolation from reality.

Arriba, en la habitación de su padre y su madre, encontró un pastillero, negro y brillante por fuera y rojo por dentro, que contenía un copo de algodón. -Aquí podría guardar un huevo de pájaro -decidió

You have never been curious about me; you never wanted to explore my soul.

Only boring people are bored.

It is not enough to simply teach children to read; we have to give them something worth reading. Something that will stretch their imaginations- something that will help them make sense of their own lives and encourage them to reach out toward people whose lives are quite different from their own.

When you seek to know all of the answers, your life then becomes limited by that which you already know. When you seek to ask deep and relevant questions, your life is only limited by the extent of your courage and willingness to learn and to try something new.

I have sought out storms all my life, without thinking much about why. Long before we knew better, my sisters and I played with lightning on the crest of the Rocky Mountains, reaching our hands towards rocks. The closer we came, the more furiously the rocks buzzed with electricity. We skipped and spun mindlessly in the electric charges, creating music with our bodies…what reed in the human spirit vibrates with the violence of storms?

Her safe was in the spare bedroom. She went in and knelt down in front of it. Sweatshirt and Joe followed. She noticed that Joe turned away as she started to spin the dial. Sweatshirt, however, kept staring. Oh, well, it wasn't likely that he would be able to remember the combination.

When I want to know a thing, I resort to books and feel strangely exposed without books to fall back on, as though standing on a ledge.

late the other night, when the kids were asleep and the birds at roost, I made a tour through the Internet's second-hand bookstores,…

There's mystery in my own back green - especially in my own back green!

It is human nature to believe that the phenomena we know are the only ones that exist," Marie wrote, "and whenever some chance discovery extends the limits of our knowledge we are filled with amazement." She was talking about radioactivity, but she could almost have been talking about the supernatural: "We cannot become accustomed to the idea that we live in a world that is revealed to us only in a restricted portion of its manifestations.

Nate paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Beatrice Love. The woman sat slumped in her chair talking silently to a small red object in the palm of her hand. That couldn't be good.

The lover of books is a miner, searching for gold.

More than ever, I've come to see conspiracy theories as the refuge of those who have lost their natural curiosity to cope with change.

Put your nose in a book. That's the best thing for you.

I ask too many personal questions and am always poking into the out-of-the-way places.