Quotes About Curiosity

A lot of people have opinions, but I don't think they ever ask themselves why their opinions are what they are.

She wondered how trees became petrified, if the same process worked with a human heart.

You will ask yourself How come; you will ask yourself What if.

You'd be surprised. Charlie said. You go to bed one night singing her a lullaby, and she wakes up listening to Limp Bizkit. What the hell is Limp Bizkit?

You might live on top of the biggest toxic waste dump on the planet, but if you never dig, then all you ever know is that your grass is green and your garden is lush.

For the risk of it, for the sheer surprise of pressing one's nose to the glass and finding someone staring back on the other side.

We are drawn to horror even as we recoil from it.

There are a lot of places, I reply, that I thought I'd never go.

She wondered how big the world was, really, when you crossed it, instead of traced it with your finger on the map.

Kaip b?t? nuostabu, jei žvaigžd? nusileist? m?s? nam? kieme? Jei vien? ryt?, saulei patek?jus, j? rastume, gal?tume j? ?d?ti ? akvarium? ir naudoti kaip naktin? lempel?, o gal kaip nešiojam? turistin? žibint?..

I am the kid who played with matches. I used to steal them from the shelf above the refrigerator, take them into my parents' bathroom. Jean Naté Bath Splash ignites, did you know that? Spill it, strike, and you can set fire to the floor. It burns blue, and when the alcohol is gone, it stops.

It's the question mark that comes with death that we can't face, not the period.

I always get the funniest expressions from colleagues when I tell them that the best scientists understand that 2–3 percent of whatever it is they are studying is simply not quantifiable—it may be magic or aliens or random variance, none of which can be truly ruled out. If we are to be honest as scientists Ã¢â'¬Â¦ we must admit there may be a few things that we are not supposed to know. I

When I was little I used to read the obituaries and one day I asked my mother why people die in alphabetical order.

Babies are such blank slates. They don't come into this world with the assumptions their parents have made, or the promises their church will give, or the ability to sort people into groups they like and don't like.

The reason I am still sitting at Josef's kitchen table is the same reason traffic slows after a car wreck—you want to see the damage; you can't let yourself pass without that mental snapshot. We are drawn to horror even as we recoil from it.

Did you ever wonder who you would have been, if you hadn't become who you are?

I've always wondered whether she sees what I do when I look at her.

Appeals to the Young and the Young at Heart.

I die. Before I die my body turns hair-side-in. People come from everywhere to see the insides of themselves. But the sight makes them lose the will, and all die. O the embarrassment.

Innocence ain't all it's cracked up to be, you know. Innocent little kids rip the wings off flies, because they don't know any better. That's innocence.

I have a theory that there are two kinds of boys. There are those that want to be astronomers, and those that want to be astronauts. The astronomer, or the paleontologist, gets to study these amazing things from a place of complete safety. But then you never get to go into space

Maybe. Because he's got to try. Because she is too interesting, too beautiful not to even do anything.

I thanked him and he asked me if my cape got caught on stuff when I was running and jumping, and I said, Sometimes.