Quotes About Curiosity

The world is certainly full of beautiful things, if only I could come across them.

She was parting from these Wilcoxes for the second time. Paul and his mother, ripple and great wave, had flowed into her life and ebbed out of it forever. The ripple had left no traces behind: the wave had strewn at her feet fragments torn from the unknown. A curious seeker, she stood for a while at the verge of the sea that tells so little, but tells a little, and watched the outgoing of this last tremendous tide.

Oh, hang it all! what's the good—I mean, the good of living in a room for ever? There one goes on day after day, same old game, same up and down to town, until you forget there is any other game. You ought to see once in a way what's going on outside, if it's only nothing particular after all.

Perhaps it was Helen's way of falling in love--a curious way to Margaret, whose agony and whose contempt of Henry were yet imprinted with his image. Helen forgot people. They were husks that had enclosed her emotion.

She was like a woman of Leonardo Da Vinci's, whom we love not so much for herself as for the things that she will not tell us.

Were they normal? What a question to ask! And it is always those who know nothing about human nature, who are bored by psychology and shocked by physiology, who ask it.

The world," she thought, "is certainly full of beautiful things, if only I could come across them.

Uma campainha elétrica ressoou. A mulher pressionou um interruptor e a música cessou. "Acho que tenho de ver quem é", ela pensou, resignada, e pôs sua poltrona em movimento. A poltrona, assim como a música, era acionada por um mecanismo e deslizou com a mulher para o outro lado do quarto de onde provinha o som inoportuno da campainha.

She was like a woman of Leonardo da Vinci's, whom we love not so much for herself as for the things that she will not tell us.

Mother, who toom?

One doesn't ask plain questions. There aren't such things.

Qua story, it can only have one merit: that of making the audience want to know what happens next. And conversely it can only have one fault: that of making the audience not want to know what happens next.

It is I who am sorry," said Miss Lavish. "We literary hacks are shameless creatures. I believe there's no secret of the human heart into which we wouldn't pry.

But whereas the story appeals to our curiosity and the plot to our intelligence, the pattern appeals to our aesthetic sense, it causes us to see the book as a whole.

Shrines are fascinating, especially when rarely opened.

Being clever they did not care for animals. One man had never seen a hedgehog. ~from The Longest Journey

The ideal scientist thinks like a poet and only later works like a bookkeeper.

You'll find boredom where there is the absence of a good idea

You'll find boredom where there is an absence of a good idea.

Only those who look with the eyes of children can lose themselves in the object of their wonder.

Only those who look with the eyes of children can lose themselves in the object of their wonder." - Eberhard Arnold

And before it was over, Tracy did get the answers he wanted, and a few he didn't. But it seemed to him that was just the nature of answers.

Words fascinate me. They always have. For me, browsing a dictionary is like being turned loose in a bank.

We will now sing forth, hymn 405, 'Oh God, what on earth is my hairdo all about?