Familiarity may breed a small world of contempt, but fascination sires a whole universe of love.
Curiosity kills what’s flat.
What captivates motivates.
The chief charm of reason is that it lasts.
Fascination foments the hunt; boredom follows the find.
For the researcher, familiarity make the heart grow fonder.
Fascination makes the trivial monumental.
A demure allure veils the oblique obscure.
Reality is enchanted; fairy tales all feed off that.
Fascination is like baby toes; we are born with a nice supply.
Beguile awhile with a bee or a smile.
There’s no accounting for enthrallment.