Quotes About Curiosity

Curiosity killed the—Bex!

My inner Boy Scout had to try." If this guy had an inner Boy Scout, I had an inner flamingo.

Alisa,' knarsetandde ik, 'heeft jouw kantoor een huurmoordenaar in dienst?' 'Nee.' Alisa klonk nog altijd volmaakt professioneel. 'Maar ik ben heel vindingrijk. Als je wilt, kan ik hier en daar wat navraag doen.

Reizen,' flapte ik eruit. 'Ik heb altijd al willen reizen.

But the last girl at this school who got tangled up with the Hawthorne brothers? The last girl who spent hour after hour in that house? She died.

I was in bed, thinking about everything Max had said, wondering if I was fundamentally selfish or needy person, when I heard a sound like scratching in the wall.

All great lives should have at least one grand mystery.

Each photo is like a novel I can never open, Gary had explained once. I can hold it in my hand and only begin to imagine what's inside -- the lives these people might have led. Sometimes if there was a little clue on the photo - a name, date, or place - he'd try to research it...

He nodded. This he understood. The need to learn whatever you could about the things you didn't know, to fill in the gaps, to be constantly supplying your brain with new information and facts.

There are as many ways to make one as there are monsters.

I don't have a point. I'm just curious. It's an area I don't know much about." He nodded. This he understood. The need to learn whatever you could about the things you didn't know, to fill in the gaps, to be constantly supplying your brain with new information and facts.

Everyone's looking for something, she thought. Ghosts. Scientific explanations of the world around us. A new and different life somewhere else.

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer. —Rainer Maria Rilke

Drive anywhere and everywhere, even when there's nowhere to go. (Note: There's always somewhere to go.)

The last wandering

The thing I can't, won't, mention to him is that I see Finch everywhere—in the hallways at school, on the street, in my neighborhood. Someone's face will remind me of him, or someone's walk or someone's laugh. It's like being surrounded by a thousand different Finches. I wonder if this is normal

I think I've got a map in my car that wants to be used, and I think there are places we can go that need to be seen. Maybe no one else will ever visit them and appreciate them or take the time to think they're important, but maybe even the smallest places mean something....Let's go. Let's count for something. Let's get off that ledge.

Don't you want to know where I'd go if I could?" Not really, I think. " Where would you go if you could go anywhere?" It comes out bitchier than I mean for it to. He leans forward over the handlebars, eyes on me. "I'd go to Hoosier Hill with a beautiful girl.

Overdrive for a girl I barely know, all because she's the first person I've met who seems to speak my language. A few words of it anyway.

She wondered what he looked like with his hat off and wondered again if he knew he was funny.

When I asked my extra-terrestrial friend why he took me in, he merely replied, What alternative did you have?

Por lo general paga tributo a otra manía, insólita y funesta en la mujer: y es su malhadada afición a leer toda clase de libros, a aprender cosas raras, a estudiar a troche y moche, convirtiéndose en marisabidilla, lo más odioso y antipático del mundo.

Emily Brightwell

Permítame que me tome la libertad de preguntarle cómo se las arregla para vivir sin libros.