Quotes About Curiosity

Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath.

Weetzie could see him--it was a man, a little man in a turban, with a jewel in his nose, harem pants, and curly-toed slippers. Lanky Lizards! Weetzie exclaimed. Greetings, said the man in an odd voice, a rich, dark purr. Oh, shit! Weetzie said. I beg your pardon? Is that your wish?

Horrid Henry scowled. Typical teacher. You're interested enough in what they're saying to ask a question, and suddenly they don't want to answer.

I just can't wait to get out of Sweet Valley,' Jessica explained. 'I feel like I've been dancing with the same ten cute guys my whole life.

She had started driving past his apartment to see whether or not his car was out front. She had looked up his phone number, and twice she had called his apartment from the pay phone in school, knowing he wouldn't be at home, just so she could hear how sexy his voice sounded on his answering machine. Was this what falling in love was supposed to feel like?

Though what is as sexy, as sweetly taboo as money? So secret, so unspeakable even among dear friends? How much did daddy leave you? How much did you get for that painting? How did you buy that fancy car with no visible means of employment? I have friends who tell me about every kinky sex act, the lies they tell, the crimes they commit, their intestinal complaints. But they shut up like bad shellfish when you ask what they paid for their house.

The chill lowered my defenses, and I caught a fever. A fever to understand.

I felt that I was hearing the answer to a question that I hadn't known enough to ask.

is starting to happen between the two teenagers: "It gave me a queer feeling each time I looked into his deep blue eyes, and he sat there with that mysterious laugh playing round his lips…and with my whole heart I almost beseeched him: oh, tell me, what is going on inside you, oh, can't you look beyond this ridiculous chatter?

Along with preadolescence came a more pressing desire for escape. I read more widely, more indiscriminately, and mostly with an interest in how far a book could take me from my life and how long it could keep me there:

He liked going to the library...

Cleo touched Sarah's head. "Cross your arms on the table and sleep awhile." Sarah did as she was told, wishing they could leave. Cleo obviously wasn't ready to leave. She seemed to be having a good time, and she kept staring at Merrick and smiling in a way Sarah had never seen her smile before.

Merrick chucked Sarah's chin and stroked her cheek. "Eyes blue as violets and hair like an angel. Your mama must be mighty pretty if she's anything like you. I'd like to see her.

she's ready." A gorgeous blonde came in with a box that opened

Wonder is the seed of knowledge

Interest makes some people blind and others quick-sighted.

Miré a miss Baker, preguntándome qué sería lo que conseguía. Disfrutaba mirándola. Era una chica delgada, de pechos pequeños, que andaba muy derecha, algo que acentuaba echando los hombros hacia atrás como un cadete. Los ojos, grises, irritados por el sol, me correspondieron con igual curiosidad desde una cara triste, simpática, insatisfecha. Entonces me di cuenta de que la había visto antes en alguna parte, en persona o en una foto.

Alice of Wonderland was stranded on Earth.

Here kitty, kitty. Here, kitty, kitty, kitty. --Dodge

Are you Lewis Carroll? Redd asked him.

You can't imagine everything because you don't know everything there is to imagine.

Ooh, the staring at threads class. My favorite.

Henry Ford said: "Anyone who stops learning is old—whether at twenty or eighty. Anyone who keeps learning stays young. The greatest thing in life is to keep your mind young.

Any road followed precisely to its end leads precisely nowhere. Climb the mountain just a little bit to test that it's a mountain. From the top of the mountain, you cannot see the mountain.