Quotes About Curiosity

Topaz is beautiful - largely because of the strangeness of her face.

The thought was horrible, yet fascinating.

All of a sudden we saw a high, round tower in the distance, on a little hill. Father instantly decided that we must explore it, though mother wasn't enthusiastic. It was difficult to find because the little roads twisted and woods and villages kept hiding it from us, but every few minutes we caught a glimpse of it.

I think your father believes that the interest so many people take in puzzles and problems — which often starts in earliest childhood — represents more than a mere desire for recreation; that it may even derive from man's eternal curiosity about his origin. Anyway, it makes use of certain faculties for progressive, cumulative search which no other mental exercise does.

But there is something I want to capture. It has to do with the feeling I had when I watched the Cottons coming down the lane, the queer separate feeling. I like seeing people when they can't see me. I have often looked at our family through lighted windows and they seem quite different, a bit the way rooms seen in looking-glasses do. I can't get the feeling into words — it slipped away when I tried to capture it.

When birds look into houses, what impossible worlds they see.

We need time to lose interest in things.

There are no amateurs in the world of children.

holes are interesting. there are books about holes.

Find someone to push him ever sunward. There's always something you're not supposed to see but it is a condition of growing up that you will see it.

If this makes me sexier then where are you going?

Stun me. I mean it. Draw the gun and shoot. I want you to do it, Kendra. Show me what it feels like. I'm looking for more. Show me something I don't know. Stun me to my DNA. Come on, do it. Click the switch. Aim and fire. I want the volts the weapon holds. Do it. Shoot it. Now.

Something out of childhood whistles through this space, a sense of games and half-made selves, but it's not that you're pretending to be someone else. You're pretending to be exactly who you are. That's the curious thing.

He liked to talk about the anatomy of racecars, motorcycles, hunting rifles, how things work, and she liked to listen. It was a mark of the distance between them that she listened so eagerly, the perennial miles, the weeks and months

But I wanted to read it now, I needed it now, even if I knew I'd never finish. I liked reading books that nearly killed me, books that helped tell me who I was

Once you start a file, Delphine, it's just a matter of time before the material comes pouring in. Notes, lists, photos, rumors. Every bit and piece and whisper in the world that doesn't have a life until someone comes along to collect it. It's all been waiting just for you.

Aren't you going too far?" "I'm from New York.

this is the woman you are inside the life. looking at you, what? i'm more excited than i've been since the first burning nights of adolescent frenzy. excited and confused. i look at you and feel an erection stirring even as the situation argues strenuously against it. _Eric Packer

How do you know so much?" Babette said. "I'm from New York.

I liked to watch Orest eat. He inhaled food according to aerodynamic principles.

He spent half his life looking for bottle openers in other peoples' kitchens.

Et puis aussi, c'était New York, où les gens ne posent pas de questions.

How can people live their whole lives without knowing the names of their own parts of the body?

Vernon liked to hang around outside the house, waiting for garbagemen, telephone repairmen, the mail carrier, the afternoon news-boy. Someone to talk to about techniques and procedures. Sets of special methods. Routes, time spans, equipment. It tightened his grip on things, learning how work was done in areas outside his range.