Quotes About Curiosity

We could look at the side of wonder.

Since when do you look at the side of wonder?" "I'm trying very hard. It's irritating me, but I'm not giving up. I try to think of a wondrous thought every day when I wake, if you'd really like to know." "Yes, it's very annoying, but slightly contagious.

His voice is deep and gravelly. I once heard one of the girls say that he had the voice of a sex god, but because I've never really heard what a sex god sounds like, I can't verify that.

I want to step outside my circle and look at the other options. I don't want to do what other people think I'll end up doing.

If the munchkin, whose face I used to wash, tries to explain to us what a sixty-niner is, I'm going to report myself to child protection.

In an instant he forgot Joe's poem about Japan except the part about 'you are the bell, and I am the tongue of the bell, ringing you,' and a new sound entered his life, like when he was a kid and he first heard the sound of horses clip-clopping and he asked his mother in wonder, "What's that sound, because I've never heard it before?

The moment he sees a glimpse of underwear, he will be officially in Sicko Land and he will be forced to make some kind of noise. Flushing, coughing, heavy footsteps. Talk to himself out loud. The moment he sees anything that in anyway will be considered a sexual act between. . . "Stani, the bins are done!" he yells out.

To be that smart means you know all the answers and when you know all the answers there's no room for dreaming

But Froi looked around with wonder. As if he had never seen the world from up so high before.

Dispersarnos?- dijo Tate-. ¿Por qué? Quedémonos aquí, ¿por qué ir a cualquier otro sitio?. - Porque no sabremos nunca lo fantástico que es este lugar hasta que nos marchemos - dijo Narnie.

Like most children, he was on intimate terms with the earth. The under-tens deal in little sticks and pebbles; they are artisans of holes, experts in the types and properties of stones; they appreciate the many qualities of mud and its summer corollary, dust. And then they grow up, and the ground is just whatever's underfoot.

He felt a shiver of excitement at the thought that something lonely and wild lived somehwere near him, something that nobody else knew about. Perhaps he could make friends with it.

He was an answer to a question she'd forgotten to ask.

You need to live a little, girl. There's nothing wrong with a little quick love if they're good. I hear he's good.

You intrigue me, Emily Rodgers." "Well, you baffle the hell out of me, Prince Luc

I've never understood it. That is always the first thing someone asks: Where are you from. Not 'What do you like?' or 'What do you believe?' or even 'What is your mother like?' which all have more bearing on the person I am. And if I don't tell them where I'm from, they try to guess.... It drives them mad, as if to know me they need to know where I am from.

Sometimes, you just gotta try it out before you judge it.

Ja zrobiÅ'am wszystko. Wszystko. PomyÅ›l o tym - wszystko. Wszystkie rzeczy, na które byÅ› siÄ™ nie odwa?yÅ', wszystkie rzeczy, których byÅ'eÅ› ciekaw, a potem o tym zapomniaÅ'eÅ›, bo wiesz, ?e nigdy byÅ› nie spróbowaÅ'. ZrobiÅ'am je. ZrobiÅ'am je wczoraj, kiedy ty ciÄ…gle tkwiÅ'eÅ› w swoim Å'ó?ku.

Books don't harm kids; they arm them.

I caught her one day eating a bee. When she realized I was watching, she spit it out, saying the bee had flown into her mouth. But I knew that she ate bees. She would choose the ones that had drunk the most wisteria juice and keep them alive in her mouth for a moment, let them play a little before swallowing.

When he at least reached the door the handle had cease to vibrate. Lowering himself suddenly to his knees he placed his head and the vagaries of his left eye (which was for ever trying to dash up and down the vertical surface of the door), he was able by dint of concentration to observe, within three inches of his keyholed eye, an eye which was not his, being not only of a different colour to his own iron marble, but being, which is more convincing, on the other side of the door.

Having been let out of the barn once, I know I wouldn't be happy if I were home all the time.

Maybe there was no explanation for those things. There are mysteries that they say we will just have to ask God to answer when we are on the other side. I always wondered if we would just stop caring about them then.

Ser menino é estar cheio de céu por cima.