Quotes About Wonder

she was impressed that a single ray of sun could make the world this beautiful.

A good secret makes things three times as nice.

When babies look beyond you and giggle, maybe they're seeing angels.

Who doesn't envy a child's endless sense of things. Not that they have it but it's what they feel. It's what we're born to know. A sensation of being unhampered by anything except adults.

Hann benti líka á hvað það er skrýtið að það þurfi vitnisburð annarra til að staðfesta stærsta atburð eigin lífs, fæðinguna.

That's my answer to the question what is your strongest emotion, if you ever want to ask me: Curiosity, old bean. Curiosity every time.

The supernatural is the natural not yet understood.

Who of those born in future generations will believe this? I myself who saw it can hardly believe that such was possible.

What lies on the edge of perception, from where anything might come moving in?

It always gives me a shiver when I see a cat seeing what I can't see.

In the woods the bluebells seem Like a blue and magic dream, Blue water, light and air Flow among them there. But the eager girl who pulls Bluebells up in basketfuls When she gets them home will find The magic left behind.

The only things one can admire at length are those one admires without knowing why.

THE GREATEST GIVE YOU CAN GIVE A CHILD IS AN IMAGINATION

Some People Make Things Happen, Some Watch Things Happen, While Others Wonder What Has Happened.

If the child's curiosity is not fed, if his questions are not answered, he will stop asking questions. And then, by the time he is in his middle twenties, he will stop wondering about all the mysteries of his world. His curiosity will be dead.

There is a wonderful word, why? , that children use. All children. When they stop using it, the reason, too often, is that no one bothered to answer them, no one tried to keep alive one of the most important attributes a person can have: interest in the world around him.

Maybe I should tell her that things without a meaning are the most beautiful ones

I felt a sensation that later in my life was often repeated: the joy of the new.

Fu in quell'occasione che mi convinsi che niente potesse fermarla, e che anzi ogni sua disobbedienza avesse sbocchi che per la meraviglia toglievano il fiato.

The waves rolled in like blue metal tubes carrying an egg white of foam on their peaks, then broke in a thousand glittering splinters and came up to the street with an oh of wonder and fear from those watching.

As coisas que não fazem sentido são as mais belas

I hope that in the free time of old age, the wonder will return.

Hábleles de tú a las estrellas.

Muchas veces las gentes lloran porque encuen. tran las cosas demasiado bellas. Lo que les hace llorar, no es el deseo de poseerlas, sino esa profunda melanocolÍa que sentimos por todo lo que no es, por todo lo que no alcanza su plenitud.