Quotes About Curiosity

Curiosity takes courage. The most important promises are the ones you make to yourself. Pay Attention. Appreciate. Listen. Imagine.

If you are willing to reflect on the courage and moderation of other people, you will find them strange.

Like all explorers, we are drawn to discover what's out there without knowing yet if we have the courage to face it.

I definitely want to go and do some more research. My dad used to make me sit outside on the steps all night long, looking for a UFO flying by and I had to do that for years.

My dad used to call me "yeah but" because no matter what the answer was I always wanted to explore why things were what they were and how they might be different.

When I was a kid, my parents had a 900-pound television on top of a TV tray. My dad's theory was, 'Let him pull it over his head a few times, he'll learn.'

I held out my dad's magic box and let it o, sure it would smash to the floor. Instead, the box disappeared. "Cool," I said. "Sure you I can get it back?" "No," Bast said. "Now come on!

I was desperate to discover what nothing felt like. It was the absence of something that attracted me. It was the start. Everything important originated with nothingness.

One can remain alive ... if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity interested in big things and happy in small ways.

Man is the only animal that contemplates death, and also the only animal that shows any sign of doubt of its finality.

I've always been fascinated by dark subjects, especially people's reactions to them. Why are people so uncomfortable talking about death if everyone dies?

That's what makes death so hard--unsatisfied curiosity

Those who shun the whimsy of things will experience rigor mortis before death.

Someone who claims to know what happens after death is probably someone we should be suspicious of -- they might be a ghost.

I'm death obsessed. You know, I have death all over my house. I have a stuffed two headed sheep!

Perhaps the only misplaced curiosity is that which persists in trying to find out here, on this side of death, what lies beyond the grave.

I read the Bible sometimes, but it bores me to death. I just want to know what other people find so bloody fascinating.

I am going to seek a great Perhaps.

I was born to find goblins in their caves / And chase moonlight / To see shadows and seek hidden rivers / To hear the rain fall on dry leaves / And chat a bit with death across foggy nights.

I have only one curiosity left: death.

There's still a thousand places I haven't gone to die.

I discovered the whitewashed wall beneath the window slick and syrupy with an abundance of goo. Since I didn't know what masturbation was, I of course didn't know what ejaculate was. I thought it was pus. I thought it was phlegm. I didn't know what to think, except that it was something terrible.

These questions are futile to answer. Behind the answer there is another answer, and an answer behind that answer, and on and on.

This is what happens when you write books. There's not just something that drives you to find out everything—something begins putting everything in your path.