Quotes About Curiosity

There's so much one doesn't know; it wasn't my business to know. I mean, when a child asks you how a helicopter works or who made the world–well, what are you to answer if you're a Beta and have always worked in the Fertilizing Room? What are you to answer?

If you go to New South Wales, you will see marsupials hopping about the countryside. And if you go to the antipodes of the self-conscious mind, you will encounter all sorts of creatures at least as odd as kangaroos. You do not invent these creatures any more than you invent marsupials.

was fourteen.

One reads to tickle and amuse one's mind; one reads, above all, to prevent oneself thinking.

Little Reuben woke up repeating word for word a long lecture by that curious old writer (one of the very few whose works have been permitted to come down to us), George Bernard Shaw, who was speaking, according to a well-authenticated tradition, about his own genius.

Private. Not to be opened, was written in capital letters on the cover. He raised his eyebrows. It was the sort of thing one wrote in one's Latin Grammar while one was still at one's preparatory school. Black is the raven, black is the rook, But blacker the thief who steals this book! It was curiously childish, he thought, and he smiled to himself. He opened the book. What he saw made him wince as though he had been struck.

Aleister Crowley

Directly a man begins to say Yes without the question Why? he becomes a dogmatist, a potential, if not an actual liar.

Siempre nos queda el derecho de querer saber.

There is a logic [to my reading], but I can't define it. I like reading impulsively. I collect books, I have a lot of them, but most of them I have not read yet. I'll read them when they call me from the shelf.

Il problema è questa strada bella strada questa strada che corre e scorre e soccorre ma non corre diritta […] Curiosamente, si disfa.

Nadie recuerda los por qués

Col tempo iniziò a concedersi un piacere che prima si era sempre negato: a coloro che andavano a trovarlo, raccontava dei suoi viaggi. Ascoltandolo, la gente di Lavilledieu imparava il mondo e i bambini scoprivano cos'era la meraviglia. Lui raccontava piano, guardando nell'aria cose che gli altri non vedevano.

Dopo trentadue anni vissuti sul mare, sarebbe sceso a terra, per vedere il mare.

Tutto il resto era ancora nulla. Inventarlo - questo sarebbe stato meraviglioso.

It's amazing to me that we humans have the intellectual capacity to ask deep questions and to devise methods for learning how the universe works and how its contents evolve with time.

Who dares disturb my roses? Why did I say that

I don't mind shaking hands with a human being, are you one?

I'm curious about everything--even things that don't interest me.

Oh, no; I should find there people who would force me to understand things of which I would prefer to remain ignorant, and who would try to explain to me, in spite of myself, a mystery which even they do not understand.

Besides, it is no reason because you have not seen an execution at Paris, that you should not see one anywhere else; when you travel, it is to see everything. Think what a figure you will make when you are asked, How do they execute at Rome? and you reply, I do not know!

But one of Stuart's most personable (and most annoying) qualities is his refusal to judge strangers until he knows them, especially if they're peculiar.

She had a great respect for books herself, and she wished that she had read more. One could never read enough. Never.

I thought the definition of an educated person was one who at least knows what's in the great books he or she hasn't read" (p. 169).