Quotes About Curiosity

People would ask him what a Gobelin was, why the Jacobins had betrayed Robespierre, how rayon was manufactured, what made a section caesarean. Grandfather had all the answers.

No one responds to the newness of new things like children.

It frustrates and fascinates me that we'll never know for sure, that despite the best efforts of historians and scientists and poets, there are some things we'll just never know. What the first song sounded like. How it felt to see the first photograph. Who kissed the first kiss, and if it was any good.

The questions that keep us up at night are the questions which drive us during the day.

To myself I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast oceans of truth lie undiscovered before me

Lo que sabemos es una gota de agua; lo que ignoramos es un océano.

What we know is a drop. What we don't know is an ocean.

No old Men (excepting Dr. Wallis ) love Mathematicks.

God gave the prophecies, not to gratify men's curiosity by enabling them to fore know things, but that after they were fulfilled they might be interpreted by the event, and His own providence, not the interpreters, be thereby manifested to the world.

Isaac Newton

Yeah, sex is cool, but have you tried solving the brachistochrone problem in a single night?

What we know is a drop. What we don't know is the ocean.

The longer I live, the more uninformed I feel. Only the young have an explanation for everything.

My dad is a pilot so I think I was born with the travel bug.

It breaks my heart to think of childhood, everybody bigger and whacking and shouting and teaching you not to reach for anything or look at anything, and not letting up on you till you get over wanting to.

Only barbarians are not curious about where they come from, how they came to be where they are, where they appear to be going, whether they wish to go there, and if so, why, and if not, why not.

I had no systematic way of learning but proceeded like a quilt maker, a patch of knowledge here a patch there but lovingly knitted. I would hungrily devour the intellectual scraps and leftovers of the learned.

My mother made me a scientist without ever intending to. Every other Jewish mother in Brooklyn would ask her child after school, "So? Did you learn anything today?" But not my mother. "Izzy," she would say, "did you ask a good question today?" That difference — asking good questions — made me become a scientist.

Just wait until the girls hear about this.

It is not foolish to ask a question of the world. We of Vlar-rei make songs or our questions. It is only foolish to want answers.

Who knows where a cat goes?" he said philosophically.

Sometimes I am afraid for people like you who have to know things. Your kind will dig and hunt and worry at it until one day you will find what is hidden, waiting for you.

Don't ask where the rest of this book is!" It is a shrill cry that comes from an undefined spot among the shelves. "All books continue in the beyond...

There is nothing for it but for all of us to invent our own ideal libraries of classics. I would say that such a library ought to be composed half of books we have read and that have really counted for us, and half of books we propose to read and presume will come to count—leaving a section of empty shelves for surprises and occasional discoveries