Quotes About Curiosity

If you understood everything in the mind of an author then reading his books would be no fun at all.

My reaction was that the Yankees had outdone themselves this time. I wondered how on earth they had obtained the photographs. That there was something fishy about the whole thing was beyond doubt, but I could not figure out exactly how the trick had been carried out.

You know those ducks in that lagoon right near Central Park south?That little lake?By any chance you happen to know where they go?The ducks,When it gets all frozen over?

Because you're like a story that hasn't happened yet. Because I want to see what you will do. I want to be part of the unfolding of the tale.

If curiosity killed the cat, it was satisfaction that brought it back.

Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.

I like for things to happen, for stories to unfold. And if I can't find a good enough story, I make one.

She's looking around the forest, as though if she can prove it isn't magic, then nothing else is, either. Which is stupid. All forests are magic.

You're terrible at this whole 'tell me whatever I want to know' thing." My hand goes to the crossbow, but I don't pick it up. He sighs. "Just ask me something. Ask about my tail. Don't you want to see it?" He raises his brows.

Everything was strange and beautiful and swollen with possibilities.

She should tell him no, but instead she seemed to be running toward trouble, leaving no stone unturned, no boy unkissed, no crush abandoned, and no bad idea unembraced.

you're like a story that hasn't happened yet. Because I want to see what you will do. I want to be part of the unfolding of the tale.

Okay kid," she told it. "The universe belongs to the curious.

Is something going on?" - Celia "No!" Aaron and Jasper said at the same time. "Sure, that's not suspicious or anything.

The universe belongs to the curious.

That's really paranoid," I say admiringly. "I'm going with that.

The title was Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass. He frowned at it in confusion. It wasn't what he'd thought a mortal book would be like; he thought they would be dull things, odes to their cars or skyscrapers.

He was nice in the carriage. I didn't know he knew how to be nice.' That makes me laugh. At the door to my chambers, she puts her hand on my arm. 'He was trying to impress you, you know. Talking to me.' I frown. 'I think he just wanted to hear about weird candy.' She shakes her head. 'He wants you to like him. But just because he wants you to doesn't mean you should.

Haven't you watched the feeds?" Winter asked her, more gently. "Vampires like anything and everything that keeps them from getting bored. Anything and everything."

So did you murder Balekin?' Nihuar asks me, clearly able to put off her curiosity no longer. 'Yes,' I say. 'After he poisoned the High King.' 'Poisoned?' she echoes in astonishment, looking at Cardan. He shrugs, lounging in a chair, looking bored as ever. 'You can hardly expect me to mention every little thing.

Eres como una historia que aún no ha sucedido. Quiero comprobar qué harás. Quiero participar en el desarrollo de la narración.

Everyone wants magic. It's not just me.

Interesting." He takes another step closer, squatting and regarding us from eye level. "There are so few children in Faerie that I've never seen one of us twinned. Is it like being doubled or more like being divided in half?

Ah! A lady of mystery. My very favorite kind