Quotes About Wonder

And why was I (so) fated?

It is a miracle she said in the sense that there's no explanation

and what precisely is this shining

and working with the same bewitched slightly off-hand look as the sea

three people in raincoats losing their tracks in the snow walking as far as the edge and back again with the trees exhausted tapping at the sky

There's such joy and fearless in that face, isn't there? It's like the look you see on a child's face before the age of reason sets in.

I think us here to wonder, myself. To wonder. To ask. And that in wondering bout the big things and asking bout the big things, you learn about the little ones, almost by accident. But you never know nothing more about the big things than you start out with. The more I wonder, the more I love.

The more I wonder, the more I love.

she fell asleep wondering if turning frogs into princes could be learned. Or do you have to be born royalty?

Verwonderd legde Bloem-van-de-droogte haar hand op de dikke leeuwenmanen en het enorme dier liet zich door haar liefkozen. De verslagen tovenaar vluchtte met een woedende kreet het luipaard achterna. De rest van de stam stond als aan de grond genageld te kijken hoe zij de leeuw over zijn kop streelde, en dacht er niet aan om te vluchten.

Een wilde kat gleed zachtvoetig door de bosjes, een vreemd uitziende kat met een korte krulstaart. Hij bleef staan en staarde naar het meisje, met intense gele ogen, en glipte toen weer door het struikgewas weg. Het meisje kwam overeind en ging staan, haar gezicht straalde bovenaardse verrukking uit.

Het wordt steeds curieuzer! Nou, mijn lieve Alice, wat fijn dat ik je nu eindelijk eens kan ontmoeten. - Al

Ted Danson is amazing. He's incredible.

She wondered if the stars could sense the vibrations of human joy and wonder, of grief and despair.

The weather was clear and still, and the countless stars opened above them, seeming like brilliant cold fruits that Maerad could simply pick out of the sky.

I watched as the stars faded and the landscape began to materialize out of the night and become solid again, and the rim of the world grew rose-pink and deepened to orange and then split with molten gold, and the first rays of the sun speared the wide, empty plains.

Many forgotten things live still in children's tales.

What's it like to be a baby? It's like being in love in Paris for the first time after you've had three double espressos.

It's not that children are little scientists — it's that scientists are big children. Scientists actually are the few people who as adults get to have this protected time when they can just explore, play, figure out what the world is like.

Asking questions is what brains were born to do, at least when we were young children. For young children, quite literally, seeking explanations is as deeply rooted a drive as seeking food or water.

It's not that children are little scientists but that scientists are big children.

If you have this deep feeling of empathy for the natural world, you feel it so profoundly. It's almost a religious experience. I feel that I could never really say the depth of feeling or connection I feel to the natural world, which has made me.

Would you look at that?

What birds are these wildgeese—flying from precincts where the earth and oceans end— with their enormous wings and speckled throats?