Quotes About Curiosity

They had no curiousity about him at all. As if they knew all that they needed to know. They stood and watched him pass and watched him vanish upon that landscape solely because he was passing. Solely because he would vanish.

There's two kinds of people that dont ask a lot of questions. One is too dumb to and the other dont need to.

Who is it? said the boy. I dont know. Who is anybody?

He looked like he was studying something small in the grass.

I think sometimes some people would rather have a bad answer about things than no answer at all.

We none of us knew him to speak [Dutch]. Asked him where he'd learned it you know what he said? What did he say. Said off a Dutchman.

There's two kinds of people that dont ask a lot of questions. One is too dumb to and the other dont need to.

It aint of a sexual nature is it? No. That's all right. Go ahead and tell it anyways.

How come this and how come that? I dont know. How come sheep dont shrink in the rain? We're working without a net here.

È interessante sapere come funziona il mondo. [...] La gente mi chiede «Perche ti interessa la fisica?». Ma perche non dovrebbe? Per me, la cosa più curiosa di tutte è la mancanza di curiosità. Proprio non la capisco.

An old man in a tyrolean costume was shuffling among the rough tables with his hat outheld while a little girl in a smock cranked a barrel organ and a bear in a crinoline twirled strangely upon a board stage defined by a row of tallow candles that dripped and sputtered in their pools of grease.

The kid looked at Tobin. What's he a judge of?

Who would steal them? No idea. They didnt leave a note.

Will children yet to come harbor a longing for a thing they cannot even name?

A halfman on a skatecart oared past with leather chocks.

Your heart's desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery.

I pledge to set out to live a thousand lives between printed pages. I pledge to use books as doors to other minds, old and young, girl and boy, man and animal. I pledge to use books to open windows to a thousand different worlds and to the thousand different faces of my own world. I pledge to use books to make my universe spread much wider than the world I live in every day. I pledge to treat my books like friends, visiting them all from time to time and keeping them close.

What on earth have you packed in here? Bricks? asked Mo as he carried Meggie's book-box out of the house. You're the one who says books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them, said Meggie.

Read – and be curious. And if somebody says to you: 'Things are this way. You can't change it' - don't believe a word.

Dustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. 'He might tell me how my story ends,' he murmured. Meggie looked at him in astonishment. 'You mean you don't know?' Dustfinger smiled. Meggie still didn't particularly like his smile. It seemed to appear only to hide something else. 'What's so unusual about that, princess?' he asked quietly. 'Do you know how your story ends?' Meggie had no answer for that.

Since when does the butterfly ask about the caterpillar?

I think we should sometimes read stories where everything's different from our world, don't you agree? There's nothing's like it for teaching us to wonder why trees are green and not red, and why we have five fingers rather than six.' --spoken by The Bluejay, aka Mo the Bookbinder, from 'Inkdeath

I remember the feeling. Whenever my father got so absorbed in a book that we might have been in visible I felt like taking a pair of scissors and cutting it up.

When it came to hiding, even Gwin had nothing to teach Dustfinger. A strange sense of curiosity had always driven him to explore the hidden, forgotten corners of this and any other place, and all that knowledge had now come in useful.