Quotes About Wonder

Nothing is life is more wonderful than faith.

If life were eternal, all interest and anticipation would vanish. It is uncertainty which lends it fascination.

Not everything in life can or should be explained. Part of every painting should be incomplete...to be completed in the mind of the viewer.

I can't think of a more philosophical time in a person's life than when they are children. It's the one time when ideas are really beautiful and amazing and all-encompassing. They are life.

If there were no mystery left to explore life would get rather dull, wouldn't it?

I saw something even more beautiful than a sense of humor: an appreciation for life's essential absurdity.

I'm always looking for something to engage my imagination and take me on a little mental voyage. I just want a new topic in my life.

What surprises you in life? The marvel of consciousness -- that sudden window swinging open on a sunlit landscape amidts the night of non-being.

It was the living who ignored the strange and wonderful, because life was too full of the boring and mundane.

You can move through life seeing nothing as a miracle, or seeing everything as a miracle.

I think people are interested in anything that's a little bigger than life and that's colorful and - you know, what they like? They like fairy tales for grownups.

Dear God, thank you for my life. I forgot how big and wonderful it is.

Never forget: We are alive within mysteries.

Life is beautiful. Look around. Don't take anything for granted.

Think of life as a voyage. The truest liver of the truest life is like a voyager who, as he sails, is not indifferent to all the beauty of the sea around him.

Life is fun if you just find out how.

And books which told me everything about the wasp, except why.

The only surprising thing about miracles, however small, is that they sometimes happen.

Our snow was not only shaken from whitewash buckets down the sky, it came shawling out of the ground and swam and drifted out of the arms and hands and bodies of the trees; snow grew overnight on the roofs of houses like a pure and grandfather moss, minutely white-ivied the walls and settled on the postman, opening the gate, like a dumb, numb thunderstorm of white, torn Christmas cards.

I could never have dreamt that there were such goings-on in the world between the covers of books, such sandstorms and ice blasts of words, such slashing of humbug, and humbug too, such staggering peace, such enormous laughter, such and so many blinding bright lights breaking across the just-waking wits and splashing all over the pages in a million bits and pieces all of which were words, words, words, and each of which were alive forever in its own delight and glory and oddity and light.

There are no seacaves deeper than her eyes;

Children in wonder watching the stars, Is the aim and the end.

I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.

George the ThirdOught never to have occurred.One can only wonderAt so grotesque a blunder.