160 Quotes About Interests

[In high school] my interests outside my academic work were debating, tennis, and to a lesser extent, acting. I became intensely interested in astronomy and devoured the popular works of astronomers such as Sir Arthur Eddington and Sir James Jeans, from which I learnt that a knowledge of mathematics and physics was essential to the pursuit of astronomy. This increased my fondness for those subjects.

Let me learn your interests and share them, tell me of your hopes and together we will attain them, and desire for nothing because as long as you're mine, if you should call forth the stars, I'll bring them down to you.

You should not allow yourself to be compared to the mob, or the people who are ready to rebel against a regime which they believe does not serve their interests any longer. Great ideas come only when we are deeply thinking alone and thus, making it much easier to put these thoughts into action.

Life is just so interesting and complicated and beautiful. Every day, every interaction is different. There’s so much floating around that I would find it really hard to get bored. I’m interested in creating in some way or another, whether it’s photography or writing or just walking through the world.

Ms Roache's been marred by politics and she doesn't realize it. Luckily, there's much more to life and to friendship than one's party affiliation. Arts, sports, food are just some of the nobler interests we may share with people. Often, the only thing we share with someone is experiences, or "history" — those are, in a sense, our deepest friendships.Politics already affects my affairs much more extensively than I'd be willing to allow. I refuse to let it take over my social life as well.

Try new hobbies. Develop new interests. Pursue new experiences. When you expand your interests, you increase your opportunities for happiness.

THERE ARE NO ENEMIES OR FRIENDS IN POLITICS. THERE IS JUST ALIGNING AND MISALIGNING OF OLD & NEW INTERESTS.

At any time, and under any circumstances of human interest, is it not strange to see how little real hold the objects of the natural world amid which we live can gain on our hearts and minds? We go to Nature for comfort in trouble, and sympathy in joy, only in books. Admiration of those beauties of the inanimate world, which modern poetry so largely and so eloquently describes, is not, even in the best of us, one of the original instincts of our nature.

How can you claim to have a passionate interest in something, and then make no effort to properly understand it?