Quotes About Wonder

Eve stapte in en toen ik haar voorbeeld volgde vroeg ik me af of Pandora zich ook zo had gevoeld toen ze de doos openmaakte.

All great lives should have at least one grand mystery.

The truth was, he believed he was the luckiest man on earth to have these two for a wife and daughter—it was like getting to live with fairies or mermaids, some breathtakingly beautiful creatures he was not meant to understand fully.

There are as many ways to make one as there are monsters.

The wonder paradox is the miracle that we are blown away by the experiences of consciousness. Religion and art invite us to a world bigger than normal life, into contact with the weirdness of our human situation. We live within paradoxes. We feel permanent though well aware of death. The consciousness paradox is the startling fact that soft matter afloat in a bone bowl made Mozart's sonatas, Shakespeare's plays, and the whole astounding modern world.

It's about the important things, like the way their face lights up when they laugh, or the way they move as they're walking towards you, or the way their freckles create a map of the stars.

The last wandering

I'm always amazed by people and their sleep. I wouldn't ever sleep if I didn't have to.

On all sides of us, spread out below, are little white lights and black pockets of trees. Stars in the sky, star on the ground. It's hard to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. I hate to admit it, but it's so beautiful. I feel the need to say something grand and poetic, but the only thing I come up with is "It's lovely." " 'Lovely' is a lovely word that should be used more often.

Stars in the sky, stars on the ground. It's hard to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. I hate to say it, but it's beautiful. I feel the need to say something grand and poetic, but the only thing I come up with is 'It's lovely.' 'Lovely is a lovely word that should be used more often.

On all sides of us, spread out below, are little white lights and black pockets of trees. Stars in the sky, stars on the ground. It's hard to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. I hate to admit it, but it's beautiful.

Miracles have nothing to do with reason. Miracles contradict reason, they strike clean across mere human deserts, and deliver and save where they will.

She wondered what he looked like with his hat off and wondered again if he knew he was funny.

But his doubts were again coming back to him; when you needed a miracle to gain belief, it means that you are incapable of believing. There is no need for the Almighty to prove His existence.

Emily Brightwell

I could see every pebble on the path, and every blade of grass, by that splendid moon.

I listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.

I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath, and hare-bells; listened to the soft wing breathing through the grass; and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.

I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.

To shut your eyes is to travel.

I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, That must have been the sun!

How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!

Inebriate of Air — am I — And Debauchee of Dew — Reeling — thro endless summer days — From Inns of Molten Blue —

Earth is crammed with Heaven.