Quotes About Wonder

Look! Why want anything more marvellous than what is.

I have heard people bewailing man's landing on the moon, as though before it was touched by an astronaut's foot it was made of silver or mother-of-pearl, and that footprint turned it into gray dust. But the moon never was made of mother-of-pearl, and it still shines as if it were so made.

To our young selves, though, there is no difference between the small questions and the big ones. We follow our curiosity to the edge of our understanding and then ask whoever is around what lies beyond it. I have spent my adult life fighting to keep what I possessed as a child: the ability to see the biggest questions sitting inside the smallest ones and the willingness to try to answer them.

The real stars don't even fascinate me as much as they used to when I was... younger." "I'm sorry for that, as well.

Across the sea and up the stair The Wild Poppy's everywhere. Though southmen search until they're blind They know not what they seek to find.

It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.

Wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table. Even a tiny fleck of it stops time.

I will not dishonor my soul with hatred, but offer myself humbly as a guardian of nature, as a healer of misery, as a messenger of wonder, as an architect of peace. I will honor all life —wherever and in whatever form it may dwell—on Earth my home, and in the mansions of the stars.

Studying the stars makes you come to grips with your insignificance pretty quickly.

master. "There's the Shenandoah," Janine said, after they'd been flying about half an hour.

Beautiful makes you come back for more. It makes you ask questions. It's vast, unknowable, and magnificent. That's part of its power. It makes you think about the experience it's giving you. That's when I knew what I wanted. I've been chasing it ever since.

They didn't speak again but sat in disbelief and wonder as the cookies, made with butter, sugar, flour, eggs, and a dollop of exasperation, slowly cooled on their tray.

She looked at a microscope and saw a creator God. Chad looked at a microscope and saw man's scientific advances.

Question everything, even the question mark, that shepherd's crook floating in the air above that small round rock If you - stubbornly - still wish to be unhappy, maybe you can grasp it.

He shook his head in disbelief that such a thing could have happened. "Shall we ever know the inside story?" he said. "Uncle Eric's inside the sea-monkeys," said Bertie. "That's the story.

J'aimais mieux rester das le doute et garder le rêve.

And that is the wonder of all wonders, that God loves the lowly…. God is not ashamed of the lowliness of human beings. God marches right in. He chooses people as his instruments and performs his wonders where one would least expect them. God is near to lowliness; he loves the lost, the neglected, the unseemly, the excluded, the weak and broken.

To those who recognize in Jesus the wonder of the Son of God, every one of his words and deeds becomes a wonder; they find in him the last, most profound, most helpful counsel for all needs and questions. Yes, before the child can open his lips, he is full of wonder and full of counsel. Go to the child in the manger. Believe him to be the Son of God, and you will find in him wonder upon wonder, counsel upon counsel.

Go to the child in the manger. Believe him to be the Son of God, and you will find in him wonder upon wonder, counsel upon counsel.

When God opens our eyes for his word, we see into a world of miracles.

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For the first time in years he raised his eyes to the windows and saw, beyond the frozen roofs and under the crystal clear sky, the distant mountains gleaming, white with snow. They looked like silver clouds sailing gaily along, slow-moving, above the worries of the earth. He looked at them: for how long had he been oblivious to their existence? He thought, how different they are from us men, God, how pure and beautiful.

I put my hand on the poor bitch of a cow and her hide was running water under my hand, like water tumbling down from Lahore, jerking against my hand as if she wanted to go, standing still in one spot; and I thought, there are directions and speeds that no one has calculated, for believe it or not that cow had gone somewhere very fast that we didn't know of, and yet was still standing there.

Oh, it is wonderful to wake up in the morning with things to look forward to!