Quotes About Curiosity

It's funny how when you watch people from a long distance, it all seems voiceless. It's like watching a silent movie. You guess what people say. You watch their mouths move and imagine the sounds of their feet hitting the ground. You wonder what they're talking about and, even more so, what they might be thinking.

It travelled and wondered, but it disclosed no answers. Not yet.

Creo que a los humanos les gusta contemplar la destrucción a pequeña escala.

She was one of the few souls that made me wonder what it was to live.

There were great big shrugs of breath of him...

Crossword?" he would ask.

Azt hiszem az emberek szeretnek nézni egy kis pusztítást. Homokvár, kártyavár, ezzel kezdik. És egyre nagyobb dolgok jönnek-ehhez nagy tehetségük van.

Liesel was tempted to ask her the meaning, but it never eventuated.

By the way—I like this human idea of the grim reaper. I like the scythe. It amuses me.)

What are you assholes looking at?

Sin embargo —seguramente por la atracción que ejercían los libros sobre ella— acabó entrando en la casa.

Le gustaban los corrillos apretados y lo desconocido. La agridulce sensación de la incertidumbre: Ganar o perder.

El misterio me aburre, es una lata. [...] Las intrigas que nos empujan hasta el final son las que me inquietan, me desconciertan, me pican la curiosidad y me asombran. Quedan muchas en las que pensar. Queda mucha historia.

I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor.

Are you looking at a dead man now?

That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere.

The question is, what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying? Personally

Rudy was interested, and confused. The moon was undone now, free to move and rise and fall and drip on the boy's face, making him nice and murky, like his thoughts.

Do you still play the accordian?

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sandcastles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skill is their capacity to escalate. The thought of missing it was eased when she

Os seres humanos me assombram.

Todavía toca el acordeón?

It's mostly readers of my books who come to be with us. The tours become an extension of the books. Guests want to see the places I write about. They want to be where we are. I guess they want also to feel what I feel. They want to step through a magic door.

A man will suffer misery to get to the bottom of truth, but he will not suffer boredom.