Quotes About Curiosity

Having adventures comes naturally to some people. You just have a gift for them or you don't have - Anne Shirley

Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull nobody would read them.

It's better to know than to imagine, said Felicity. Oh, no, it isn't, said the Story Girl quickly. When you know things you have to go by facts. But when you just dream about things there's nothing to hold you down.

Well now, I dunno

But Cecily's maiden feet were never to leave the golden road.

Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive--it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it?

But the way girls roam over the earth now is something terrible. It always makes me think of Satan in the Book of Job, going to and fro and walking up and down.

it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we know all about everything, would it

Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive—it's such an interesting world. It

It just makes me feel glad to be alive—it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?

Anne, on her way to Orchard Slope, met Diana, bound for Green Gables, just where the mossy old log bridge spanned the brook below the Haunted Wood, and they sat down by the margin of the Dryad's Bubble, where tiny ferns were unrolling like curly-headed green pixy folk wakening up from a nap.

Well, that is one of the things to find out sometime. Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive – it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?

It was not, of course, a proper thing to do. But then I have never pretended, nor ever will pretend, that Emily was a proper child. Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull nobody would read them.

Uncle Jim, if I wasn't ME who'd I be?' and, 'Uncle Jim, what would happen if God died?

You ought to cultivate your imagination, you know.

But betray too eager curiosity she would not.

Are you making fun of me? asked Emily gravely.

It had always seemed to Emily, ever since she could remember, that she was very, very near to a world of wonderful beauty. Between it and herself hung only a thin curtain; she could never draw the curtain aside—but sometimes, just for a moment, a wind fluttered it and then it was as if she caught a glimpse of the enchanting realm beyond—only a glimpse—and heard a note of unearthly music.

I'm good at asking questions, Marilla." "I believe you" was Marilla's emphatic comment.

Etrafta öÄŸrenecek bir sürü ÅŸey olmas? muhteÅŸem, deÄŸil mi? Böyle ÅŸeyler, yaÅŸad???m için mutlu olmam? saÄŸl?yor. Dünya çok ilginç bir yer. Her ÅŸeyi biliyor olsak asla bu kadar ilginç olmazd?, öyle deÄŸil mi?

but how you going to find out about things if you don't ask questions?

Well, I'm glad Esme and Trix are both happy. Since my own little romance is in flower I am all the more interested in other people's. A nice interest, you know. Not curious or malicious but just glad there's such a lot of happiness spread about.

He began to speak dreamily, partly because he wanted to thrill his companions a little, partly because something apart from him seemed to be speaking through his lips. The Piper is coming nearer, he said, he is nearer than he was that evening I saw him before. His long, shadowy cloak is blowing around him. He pipes—he pipes—and we must follow—Jem and Carl and Jerry and I—round and

Well, that is one of the things to find out sometime. Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive-it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we know all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?