Quotes About Curiosity

Sometimes things aren't impossible the first time I try, because I don't know they're impossible yet. I probably couldn't do it again, though.

So she tried all the magical passwords she could think of. "Abracadabra. Open sesame. Sim salabim. Alakazam. Hocus pocus. Voilà. Please.

Becky, are you studying conversational Yiddish?

We see the surface, blue or silver or gray, and waves hitting the shore. But we know there's so much we can't see, so what we love about it becomes in part what we imagine it is hiding.

A smell caught Kitty's attention, yanking her thoughts back to the present. The scent of someone she knew, but up on the roof? Curiosity had never hurt Kitty. She crept along, her feet silent on the roof tiles, following the peace, creamy smell. By Humpty Dumpty's shell, it was Darling Charming! Locked up in a metal box on the roof! Honestly, and people said that Wonderlandians were weird.

A smell caught Kitty's attention, yanking her thoughts back to the present. The scent of someone she knew, but up on the roof? Curiosity had never hurt Kitty. She crept along, her feet silent on the roof tiles, following the peachy, creamy smell. By Humpty Dumpty's shell, it was Darling Charming! Locked up in a metal box on the roof! Honestly, and people said that Wonderlandians were weird.

Sometimes things aren't impossible the first time I try, because I don't know they're impossible yet.

The girls were offered bone cups filled with wiggly white stuff

Wonderland, Maddie had yet to see

Oh, man," she said. "That didn't, like, take off your real hand, did it?

You are looking well, Mr. Nobley," Miss Heartwright was saying. Jane nearly gasped. Who said such things to that man?

Nothing is quite right, or everything would be quite boring.

I'm not fascinated by one particular case, but by knowledge that I had no idea was out there.

During the toddler years, a lot of action takes place at the toilet. No, not potty training; throwing things in. From a toddler's viewpoint, the commode is one of the best toys around.

This gives us two whys. Why do people still read Byomkesh? Why do we need a hot afternoon in a quiet house in a small town to discover Byomkesh?

In every moment of the day, in the middle of any day, I can become newly engaged with the world. Newly competent. There's so much to discover! I can still become something I am not.

Today I found I'm not afraid of the unknown. Today I discovered that the unknown loved me, and that I loved it back.

I never imagined the unknown could be so beautiful.

The man holding my hand was slim and wiry. Cropped black hair framed a face full of angles. He studied me with more curiosity than sympathy. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> He had the rough-edged look of a suspect on Crime Stoppers, complete with dark, piercing eyes. "My name is Kieran." He eased his hand away from mine, as though embarrassed by his earlier compassion. "A friend brought you here.

Books are like paper windows into other worlds, aren't they, Uncle Stephen?" she asked

A library filled with thousands of books waiting for a thirsty kid like me to gulp them down.

Writing became such a process of discovery that I couldn't wait to get to work in the morning: I wanted to know what I was going to say. ~Sharon O'Brien

As a child, he'd peered at the camera, as if trying to see into it, to its engineering