Quotes About Curiosity

Alison was snoring gently, and I was thinking about what would happen if I pinched her nose. And covered her mouth. The head is so full of holes, and the ear, nose and throat are supposedly connected; you would wonder why it isn't possible to breathe through your ears.

Man lives and evolves by 'eating' significance, as a child eats food. The deeper his sense of wonder, the wider his curiosity, the stronger his vitality becomes, and the more powerful his grip on his own existence.

And then she was looking up into the deep-set, dark eyes of the Marquess of Rockley.

Hello, Miss Adler. Irene Adler. Wow," he said, his voice hushed. "This is so weird.

I sat up straight. How in the world does a simple Cockney pickpocket know all about 'The Vampyre' and Frankenstein and their connections? Mina's eyes widened, gleaming like marbles in the dim light. I'd actually taken her by surprise. That, my dear Miss Stoker, is a very good question. A very good question.

Isn't it great when you're a kid and the world is full of anonymous things? Everything is bright and mysterious until you know what it is called and then all the light goes out of it...Once we knew the name of it, how could we ever come to love it?...For things had true natures, and they hid behind false names, beneath the skin we gave them.

She watches the people through the sooted panes. They walk slower than they do when she reports to work and when she leaves work, and differently still from weekend strolling. They are the tin men and rag dolls who wake after hours in the toy store.

Cora adored the old almanacs for containing the entire world.

She'd never been the first person to open a book.

The boys knew to hide their enthusiasm over little kid things that still had an allure.

And there are moments that I would like to know what might have happened if it hadn't happened, and why it happened the way it did, and what it might have taken to prevent it from happening.

A writer is an explorer. She knows she wants to get somewhere, but she doesn't know if the somewhere even exists yet. It is still to be created. A Galápagos of the imagination. A whole new theory of who we are. Don

That the reason life is so strange is that we have simply no idea what is around the next corner, and it was an obvious idea but one most of us had learned to forget.

Rather, it was the manshape that held them there, their necks craned, torn between the promise of doom and the disappointment of the ordinary.

Adventure, like beauty, is very much in the eye of the beholder. ~ Lady Norcroft

Gilly Gilleshpee

Judge less–or at least later. • Give new ideas and images a chance. • Understand that everyone has his own truth or her own. • Remember: you are not married to any belief, opinion, or ideology. • Expect to discover something delicious every day. (260)

The essence of living is discovering. Indeed, it is the joy of discovery that makes life worth the effort.

if hundreds of thousands of people reach out for a book whose very title promises to deal with the question of a meaning to life, it must be a question that burns under their fingernails.

Bir t?rmanma kazas?nda hayati bir tehlikeye girince, o anda tek bir duyguya kap?lm??t?m: Kazadan saÄŸ m? kurtulaca??m, yoksa kafatas? parçalanm?? vs. ÅŸekilde yaralanm?? olarak m? ç?kaca??m konusunda yoÄŸun bir merak.

Apart from that strange kind of humor, another sensation seized us: curiosity.

Apart from that strange kind of humor, another sensation seized us: curiosity. I have experienced this kind of curiosity before, as a fundamental reaction toward certain strange circumstances. When my life was once endangered by a climbing accident, I felt only one sensation at the critical moment: curiosity, curiosity as to whether I should come out of it alive or with a fractured skull or some other injuries.

Happy he who was able to know the causes of things (felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas), and who trampled beneath his feet all fears, inexorable fate, and the roar of devouring hell.

Pars stupet innuptae donum exitiale Minervae, et molem mirantur equi;