Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect.

A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way.

When I’m really interested in something, I get superfocused on that. And I can spend hours upon hours not getting tired of reading about it and still be interested to learn more about it.

Faith minus vulnerability and mystery equals extremism. If you’ve got all the answers, then don’t call what you do ‚faith.‘

It’s time to commit to finding the answer, to search for life beyond Earth. Mankind has a deep need to explore, to learn, to know. We also happen to be sociable creatures. It is important for us to know if we are alone in the dark.

The common question that gets asked in business is, ‚why?‘ That’s a good question, but an equally valid question is, ‚why not?‘

It’s always wonderful to get to know women, with the mystery and the joy and the depth. If you can make a woman laugh, you’re seeing the most beautiful thing on God’s Earth.

Do not keep saying to yourself, if you can possibly avoid it, ‚But how can it be like that?‘ because you will get ‚down the drain,‘ into a blind alley from which nobody has yet escaped. Nobody knows how it can be like that.

Anything can make me stop and look and wonder, and sometimes learn.

The one thing that ‚Via Dolorosa‘ has is no opinions. To me, curiosity is 50 times as valuable as opinion.

One may say the eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility.

In this world, emotion has become suspect – the accepted style is smooth, antiseptic and passionless.

An intellectual is a person who’s found one thing that’s more interesting than sex.

What we want is to see the child in pursuit of knowledge, and not knowledge in pursuit of the child.

Yeah, I like to keep myself interested – I’ll kind of throw myself into some area that I don’t completely know or understand, that I’m not adept at, so I’m forced to swim in order to stay afloat. There’s a good feeling that comes from that.

It is always the unreadable that occurs.

Scientific views end in awe and mystery, lost at the edge in uncertainty, but they appear to be so deep and so impressive that the theory that it is all arranged as a stage for God to watch man’s struggle for good and evil seems inadequate.

Either he’s dead or my watch has stopped.

I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself, I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself now and then in finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.

The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

I have survivor’s curiosity, I guess.

The human body is strange and flawed and unpredictable. The human body has many secrets, and it does not divulge them to anyone, except those who have learned to wait.

When I was researching my book ‚The 33 Strategies of War‘, I studied Napoleon extensively and I found myself wanting to ask Napoleon questions about things he did, and if was I interpreting his actions correctly.

The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.

The greatest delight which the fields and woods minister is the suggestion of an occult relation.

I often visited a particular plant four or five miles distant, half a dozen times within a fortnight, that I might know exactly when it opened.

London is too full of fogs and serious people. Whether the fogs produce the serious people, or whether the serious people produce the fogs, I don’t know.

We are all the President’s men.

OK, so what’s the speed of dark?

The Information Highway intrigues me because I have always been a newshound; I have always been curious about why people believe what they believe.

Understanding science and pushing the boundaries of science is what makes me immensely satisfied.

The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.

I’ve learned not to look at reviews. Early on, I did. I was always curious.

Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.

Men love to wonder, and that is the seed of science.

Leisure and curiosity might soon make great advances in useful knowledge, were they not diverted by minute emulation and laborious trifles.

Often people display a curious respect for a man drunk, rather like the respect of simple races for the insane… There is something awe-inspiring in one who has lost all inhibitions.

Technology is huge; I wanted to learn about it. People might say that’s odd, but I think it’s odd if artists aren’t interested in the world around them. I’m always chasing that.

For me, time is the greatest mystery of all. The fact is that we’re dreaming all the time. That’s what really gets me. We have a fathomless lake of unconsciousness just beneath our skulls.

The American doctor, in my opinion, possesses a combination of conservatism and that other quality which has put the United States in the forefront in almost every department of science – that is, an eagerness to know what it is really all about in order that he may not be the one left behind if there is something to it.

Space has always fascinated me. As a young boy looking up at the stars, I found it impossible to resist thinking what was out there and if I ever would experience space first-hand.

I’m considered wise, and sometimes I see myself as knowing. Most of the time, I see myself as wanting to know. And I see myself as a very interested person. I’ve never been bored in my life.

I have my favorite cat, who is my paperweight, on my desk while I am writing.

I have wondered about time all my life.

What interests me in life is curiosity, challenges, the good fight with its victories and defeats.

We should not teach children the sciences; but give them a taste for them.

Even if you’re happy with the life you’ve chosen, you’re still curious about the other options.

Right after 9-11, as far as I know, one newspaper in the United States had the integrity to investigate opinion in the Muslim world: the ‚Wall Street Journal.‘

Philosophy begins in wonder.

Not only does God play dice, but… he sometimes throws them where they cannot be seen.

I have an obsession with knowing the answers to things. When I don’t know what happened, it just bothers me, gets under my skin, and I need to write about it.

Even in high school I was very interested in history – why people do the things they do. As a kid I spent a lot of time trying to relate the past to the present.

The age in which we live, this non-stop distraction, is making it more impossible for the young generation to ever have the curiosity or discipline… because you need to be alone to find out anything.

For me, when you are have people wondering what is next, what is coming out, you are on the right track.

You’ve got to invest in the world, you’ve got to read, you’ve got to go to art galleries, you’ve got to find out the names of plants. You’ve got to start to love the world and know about the whole genius of the human race. We’re amazing people.

I love artists like Prince, who hold on to that element of mystery.

The things most people want to know about are usually none of their business.

If you hold a cat by the tail you learn things you cannot learn any other way.

One of the most striking differences between a cat and a lie is that a cat has only nine lives.

I love trying new things.