endless fascination Quotes

Do not grow old, no matter how long you live. Never cease to stand like curious children before the Great Mystery into which we were born.

The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.

Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every being's heart a love of wonder; the sweet amazement at the stars and starlike things and thoughts; the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing childlike appetite for what comes next, and the joy in the game of life.

Well, once you've been in the Canyon and once you've sort of fallen in love with it, it never ends...it's always been a fascinating place to me, in fact I've often said that if I ever had a mistress it would be the Grand Canyon.

The stories we sit up late to hear are love stories. It seems that we cannot know enough about this riddle of our lives. We go back and back to the same scenes, the same words, trying to scrape out the meaning. Nothing could be more familiar than love. Nothing else eludes us so completely.

The films that are interesting you never can stop... there's no end point, you just keep thinking and musing about it.

Chicanos and running water are endlessly fascinating. I can watch them all day.

Never; he will not: Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: other women cloy The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies.

If you repeat something, it can become pointless. Some things can repeat and be endlessly fascinating.

Innocent and infinite are the pleasures of observation.

A good book is never exhausted; we are never exhausted by a good book.

For every man the world is as fresh as it was at the first day, and as full of untold novelties for him who has the eyes to see them.

I love to keep poking and prodding at it. I’ve thought about it so much over the years that that fascination is bound to spill over into my writing.

I want to point the way to something that should forever lure them, when the TV set is broken and the movie is over and the school bell has rung for the last time.

Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.

There are certain topicks which are never exhausted. Of some images and sentiments the mind of man may be said to be enamoured; it meets them, however often they occur, with the same ardour which a lover feels at the sight of his mistress, and parts from them with the same regret when they can no longer be enjoyed.

I do assume that a character or a place is inexhaustible and will always reward further attention.