Quotes About Wonder

She too is enamoured of heavy winds, and vast panoramas, and green expanses of the sea.

Mother, who toom?

But the poetry of that kiss, the wonder of it, the magic that there was in life for hours after it—who can describe that?

El món realment és ple de coses precioses si saps com trobar-les.

The ideal scientist thinks like a poet and only later works like a bookkeeper.

Only those who look with the eyes of children can lose themselves in the object of their wonder.

Only those who look with the eyes of children can lose themselves in the object of their wonder." - Eberhard Arnold

Like I said, she always amazes me.

Somewhere out there, there's a thing so amazing that you can devote your life to it and never forget how special it is.

A new baby is like the beginning of all things wonder hope a dream of possibilities.

Do not only travel the world Travel the Universe as well.

Don't only fall in love with people, fall in love with nature. Nature has a lot things to shows.

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to sharpen.

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper. (A Shadow Passes)

As I drove away, I felt deeply comforted knowing that magical things were still living in the world.

As a boy, Theodore, you sat for long hours On the shore of the turbid Spoon With deep-set eye staring at the door of the crawfish's burrow, Waiting for him to appear, pushing ahead, First his waving antennae, like straws of hay, And soon his body, colored like soap-stone, Gemmed with eyes of jet. And you wondered in a trance of thought What he knew, what he desired, and why he lived at all.

With shells from the river cover me, cover me. I lived in wonder, worshipping earth and heaven. I have passed on the march eternal of endless life.

Still she wondered: did the present deliver up the future, or must you chase your destiny like a harpoonist?

I have not yet lost a feeling of wonder, and of delight, that the delicate motion should reside in all the things around us, revealing itself only to him who looks for it.

Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall.

God, I can push the grass apart and lay my finger on Thy heart.

Childhood Is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies.

But far, oh, far as passionate eye can reach, And long, ah, long as rapturous eye can cling, The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake, Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road A gateless garden, and an open path: My feet to follow, and my heart to hold.