Quotes About Curiosity

Allie, what do the Stars tell me to do? You know I don't understand the scientific part.

When you read about chemistry and physics, you want to do them too.

That's what I was trying to find out when we were rushed off on this damned safari. They have unusual intestinal flora and it may have something to do with that. But I think it has to do with the fact that they never stop growing.

That's the beauty about this business. You don't have to know anything; you just have to know where to find out.

When, after a week, Jubal had had no other message, he sent a stat care of Ben's office: What the hell are you doing? Ben's answer came back, somewhat delayed: Studying Martian and the rules for hopscotch -- fraternally yours -- Ben.

We always trotted everywhere at Camp Arthur Currie. I never did find out who Currie was, but he must have been a trackman.

Robert A. Heinlein

One might almost define intelligence as the level at which an aware organism demands, 'What's in it for me?

Why it can't be done is not acceptable; I must discover how it can be done.

Magic," I stated, "is a symbol for any process not understood.

To be "matter of fact" about the world is to blunder into fantasy--and dull fantasy at that, as the real world is strange and wonderful.

At first I thought it was a fur cap; now I see it's alive. Castor pointed to the furry heap on the counter. It was slowly slithering toward the edge. The shopkeeper reached out and headed it back to the middle. That?

Robert A. Heinlein

Why? Why does anybody want to go anywhere? Why did the bear go round the mountain? To see what he could see! I've never seen the Rings. That's reason enough to go anywhere. The race has been doing it for all time. The dull ones stay home—and the bright ones stir around and try to see what trouble they can dig up. It's the human pattern. It doesn't need a reason, any more than a flat cat needs a reason to buzz. Why anything?

I see. Well—got everything you want?" "Yes," admitted Monroe-Alpha, "unless you should happen to have concealed, somewhere about your person, a hypersphere, a hypersurface, and some four-dimensional liquid, suitable for fine lubrication.

Robert A. Heinlein

a thousand reasoned opinions are never equal to one case of diving in and finding out.

Dad would haul down a book and we'd look it up. Then he would try four or five more with other opinions. Dad doesn't hold with the idea that it-must-be-true-or-they-wouldn't-have-printed-it; he doesn't consider any opinion sacred—it shocked me the first time he took out a pen and changed something in one of my math books.

Her face lit up. "What's wrong with this little stand of trees?" "Mmm. Yes. Now.

She doesn't know geometry. Just enough to pilot a ship in and out of the folds." "Only that much?" I should have stuck to advanced finger-painting and never let Dad lure me into trying for an education. There isn't any end—the more you learn, the more you need to learn.

Certitude belongs exclusively to those who only own one encyclopedia.

Again, the traditional system works, for traditional society. A mass made of people who have intense curiosity about why Beethoven went in for string quartets after the Ninth Symphony, or whether Kant really refuted Hume satisfactorily, or what the latest quantum theories mean in relation to Determinism and Free Will, is not a mass that will easily be led into dull, dehumanizing labor at traditional jobs.

O ceticismo em um grau elevado é um lugar estimulante para ser visitado (por um romancista), mas certamente não desejo viver lá.

That's what makes you unhappy," Marcie said. "You ask too many questions.