Quotes About Curiosity

Who'd want to cyanide Brant Fitzhugh?" "You know, I was just wondering the same thing. Strangely, it's our job to figure that out.

dark and deep in her eyes. He'd opened his mouth without any idea what he would

But it was too late as Eve had an armful of chubby baby in foaming, lacy pink. Blonde curls in pink ribbons danced as Bella bounced. She said, "Gah," and grinned. "Okay. God. Okay. Why are you always smiling?" Eve demanded. "What do you know?

People like murder, Peabody. They jive on it when it's got at least one of those degrees of separation. Reading about it, watching vids about it, turning on the evening news to hear about it. As long as it isn't too close.

over the face in the picture. "Except for one thing." "Let me

I know. I've got to cover all the bases. I'm going to track down the people Mavis recognized at the victim's house, get statements. I've got to find a table dancer with a big dick and a tattoo." "The fun never ends." She nearly smiled. "I need to find people who

Not once they find out there's been a murder. People love finding out somebody's dead and they're not.

in the night I took a lantern and went to see for myself.

Lo que él quiere saber es qué tienen que ver las estrellas con los números, qué tienen que ver los números con la música y cómo puede una persona inteligente como Juan Sebastián Arroyo hablar de estrellas, números y música en una misma frase.

Igual que a los demás niños, al joven David no le interesa la x. Lo que quiere es estar en el mundo, experimentar esa sensación de estar vivo que le resulta tan nueva y excitante.

Su hijo tiene… ¿cómo llamarlo? Una seguridad en sí mismo nada habitual en alguien tan pequeño. No le dan miedo las aventuras; las aventuras de la mente.

It always puzzled him, when he was a child, that a woman who wrote books for a living should be so bad at telling bedtime stories.

le viene una imagen de los partidos de fútbol del parque: el niño, cabizbajo y con los puños apretados, corriendo y corriendo como una fuerza irresistible. ¿Por qué, por qué, por qué, si está tan lleno de vida —de esta vida, la vida presente— le interesa tanto la otra?

But then in dreams we are always children.

Pero tal vez no haya un porqué. Tal vez sea como preguntar por qué un pollo es un pollo, o por qué existe un universo y no un agujero enorme en el cielo. Las cosas son como son.

Pero su hijo no le está pidiendo que analice oraciones gramaticalmente; le pregunta por qué está aquí. Para qué. Con qué fin. Pide una respuesta al gran misterio que todos, hasta el microbio más humilde, tenemos que encarar.

Why? Why not?

Most people don't know how to ask the right questions. Mondo knew how to ask questions, just at the right time, when you weren't expecting it. People paused for a few seconds, they stopped thinking about themselves and their own business, they thought, and their eyes seemed to blur, because they remembered asking those questions themselves, long ago.

The right approach to life is one that hungers to know as many truths as one can and to avoid as many falsehoods as possible.

could see her

Tell you what, you let me go, and I'll ask you plenty of questions about your race. Until then, I'm slightly distracted with how this little vacation on the good ship Holy Sh*t is going to pan out for me.

Tell me something,boys. Do you wear that leather to turn each other on? I mean, is it a dick thing with you all?

Butch: -I hear ya. No one's biz but yours. One question though Vishous: -What Butch: -When the females tie you down, do they paint your toe-nails and shit? Or just do your makeup? Wait... they tickle your pits with feather, right?

Just once Blay said softly. Do it just once. So I'll know what it's like.