Explorers like to pretend that they are a select breed of people with iron nerve and an ability to endure terrible hardship.
Some men are by nature explorers; my nature is to stay under the same moon and stars, and if the weather is wet, under the same roof. It's a strange world, why make it stranger?
The senses, being the explorers of the world, open the way to knowledge.
Why would these English explorers search for these spices, yet never use them in their food?
Uncertainty is the necessary companion of all explorers.
You are an explorer. You understand that every time you go into the studio, you are after something that does not yet exist.
I came up with the "We are explorers," with sort of a counter-melody to [Opetaia Foa'i] melody. And so, it happened so organically, that it really, to me, is the most emblematic of our collaboration.
I think of writers as explorers, not necessarily as detectives. So there is certainly detecting that is going on - they're explorers.
We are like the explorers of a great continent, who have penetrated its margins in most points of the compass and have mapped the major mountain chains and rivers. There are still innumerable details to fill in, but the endless horizons no longer exist.
It's an up and down thing, the human goals, because the human is always an explorer, an adventurist.
The old should be explorers, be curious, risk transgression, explore oldness itself.
An artist is an explorer.
An explorer of the universe is sexier than a musician.
Italy valued cathedrals while Spain valued explorers. So worldwide, five times as many people speak Spanish than Italian.
In reality, we are all travelers - even explorers of mortality.
We need a space program because we need explorers. Its in our souls.
The best scientists and explorers have the attributes of kids! They ask question and have a sense of wonder. They have curiosity. 'Who, what, where, why, when, and how!' They never stop asking questions, and I never stop asking questions, just like a five year old.
Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter. Old men ought to be explorers Here or there does not matter We must be still and still moving Into another intensity For a further union, a deeper communion Through the dark cold and the empty desolation, The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters Of the petrel and the porpoise.
In the nature of the case, an explorer can never know what he is exploring until it has been explored.
I like well to be in the company of explorers
