Quotes About Curiosity

We know next to nothing about virtually everything. It is not necessary to know the origin of the universe; it is necessary to want to know. Civilization depends not on any particular knowledge, but on the disposition to crave knowledge.

I get up in the morning looking for an adventure.

George Gamow

It seems that we had...not a better education, per se, but perhaps more incentive to use it. They learn, but they hardly think.

The universe was full of wonders. Some of them would drive you insane if you thought about them too long.

Hi. And what kind of screwed-up beastie would you be?

There is nothing you can offer me," she said. "Oh, I don't know. You might change your mind. You're like me, Victoria." He grinned. "You like to do things that make life interesting. We both do so hate to be bored.

How did Curran's son get hurt?" "Well, there was this woman…" "And what possessed you to detain a human woman in the middle of the night? Also, why is Bob missing an arm?

It's not good to stare too long at the Mire. It might look back.

I wanted to punch the happy day in the face, grab it by the hair, and beat it until it told me what the hell it was so happy about.

People never wanted to tell me their life stories. They usually scooted out of my way and said things like, "Take whatever you want; just go.

Why? Is the sight of my legs disturbing you, Derek?

What in the bloody hell are you?" "Andrea Nash," I said. "This is my associate, Robin of Loxley.

I really would like to know," he said with genuine curiosity. "The next time I kill someone, I'd like to do it in a way that doesn't freak you out." "How

What is it? Did Timmy fall down a well?" "Quack!

I looked at Curran. "You killed an animal god and then you ate him?" "Maybe," Curran said. "What do you mean maybe?

He went to the lake again. He found some sort of magic freshwater clams in it. He's very excited about it." Conlan shrugged.

that's why we don't poke random shit we find in the woods with a stick

Cat got your tongue, Nevada?

It didn't look like any architectural style I knew. I had never seen anything like it. Curran closed his mouth with a click. "Where did they get the granite? The nearest quarry is hundreds of miles inland." "I don't care. I want it," Curran growled.

Besides, if I'd decided to pull Carver's spine out of his body, I would've done it already." "Can you actually do that?" Curran frowned. "I don't know. I mean theoretically if you broke the spine above the pelvis, you could, but then there are ribs . . . I'll have to try it sometime.

If I didn't know him and I was driving by, I would've stopped to get a second look, trying to figure out who that scary hot bastard was.

You should do the dramatic door-opening thing," I told Curran. "Would you like to see me do the dramatic door-opening thing?" "Yes, I would. Very much." A quick smile bent his lips. We

Yeah. Now when I look back at it, I realize it was a test. His Furry Majesty was trying to gauge what I was made of and I showed him." I shrugged. "Live and learn." So many problems could've been avoided if I hadn't crouched down in the darkness and called out, "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.