Quotes About Curiosity

To young, inexperienced minds there seems to be a kind of fatal charm about the vague, the distant, and the mysterious.

there is just as much that is interesting, strange, mysterious, and wonderful; just as much to be learned that is edifying broadening, and refining in a cabbage as there is in a page of Latin.

Got 'ny sense! See here, bub, does your mother know you're out?

The Commission pressed Churchill: when did he imagine that this would be

She was here on earth to make sense of its wild enchantments.

Qu'est-ce que vous faites dans la vie, vous? – J'apprends des choses, dit Colin. Et j'aime Chloé.

The reason why there are so many narrow-minded people in the world is, because there is so little travelling in it.

New situations inspire new thoughts. Here is the benefit of travelling, much more than in mere sight-seeing. We lose ourselves in the streets of our own city, and go abroad to find ourselves.

If we want our children to value education, then we must show our appreciation for knowledge.

willingness to try a lot of things and make many mistakes.

But you know what's interesting, Ray?" "No, Fester, why don't you tell me what's interesting?

Win did not glance in Myron's direction. He looked out as though posing for a park statue. "I was just thinking," Win said. "What?" "If you clone yourself, and then have sex with yourself, is it incest or masturbation?" Win. "Good to see you're not wasting your time," Myron said. Win looked at him. "If we were still at Duke," he said, "we'd probably discuss the dilemma for hours.

Did you ask Mario?" "He wouldn't say." I didn't ask who Mario was. I figured Terese would fill me in later. Terese

visitors. He

He kept replaying his conversation with Winston O'Connor, the first big break in days. Clearly the National Institutes of Health had a strong interest in Sidney Pavilion. The question was why. O'Connor's explanation that the NIH wanted to keep an eye on its interests rang hollow. Why single out the Sidney Pavilion? There had to be a reason. But

So now what? Kick down the door . . . and then what? Find an old lady in a weird white dress and demand she explain her whack-a-doodle rants? Maybe she had gone upstairs. Maybe Bat Lady was now getting ready for her loony day, changing out of her white dress, heading to the shower . . . Ugh.

Liz Gorman. As in the Raven Brigade." He told Win about Fred Higgins's call. Win leaned back in his chair and steepled his fingers. As usual his face gave away nothing. When Myron finished, Win said, "Curiouser and curiouser.

There weren't many people on this block, but those who were there regarded me with little more than passing, channel-surfing interest.

They all hunger for the details not solely because they are ghoulish—that's part of it, no question—but more because they need to know that it can't possibly happen to them.

What do you want?" I asked. No one answered. The van pulled to a quick stop around the corner. The big Asian guy slid in, and the van started up again. He bent down, gazing at me with what looked like mild curiosity. "Why were you at the park?" he asked me. His voice threw me. I had expected something growling or menacing, but his tone was gentle, high-pitched, and creepily childlike.

Myron got out of the car. There was a padlock on one end of the chain. Using his heel, Myron kicked down on it. The lock broke. The chain fell to the ground with a heavy clunk. "We're trespassing," Myron said. "Let's live on the edge, old friend. That's where all the goodies reside." As

I can't believe you still do this," Myron said. "Are we moralizing again?" Win asked with a smile. "How nice for us." "Let me ask you something." "Oh, please do." "Something I always wanted to know." "My ears are all atwitter." "Putting aside my repugnancy for a moment—" "Not on my account," Win said. "I so enjoy when you're superior.

bent down closer to

Are you Fester?" The man had forearms like marble columns at the Acropolis. The beer mug looked like a shot glass in his enormous hand. "Who wants to know?" "Who do you think? Me.