Quotes About Wonder

I want to believe in ghosts. I love ghost stories.

Consciousness is the glory of creation.

It's amazing to see the Earth in its glory down there.

And I like pygmy goats, because they're just lovely, and ducks.

I used to read a good deal of science fiction when I was a boy.

Films don't hold the answers I'm looking for... Would you not be so much more interested in finding out that Bigfoot existed than in watching a really good movie?

Why do you do science? In this particular case, we don't have a very good reason to be doing this except for the knowledge that it brings. This research is especially important to young people. We all want to know what's going on in the universe.

La paura della morte si dileguò e le subentrò una meravigliosa indifferenza. Egli si distese come per dormire. Il cielo gemmato della notte d'agosto stava immobile sopra di lui. Fra i miliardi di stelle nessuna baluginava. Stefano era solo nel mondo e col mondo.

What on earth, boys!

the world can give you these glimpses as well as fairy tales can--the smell of rain, the dazzle of sun on white clapboard with the shadows of ferns and wash on the line, the wildness of a winter storm when in the house the flame of a candle doesn't even flicker.

We weren't born yesterday. We are from [New York]. But we are also from somewhere else. We are from Oz, from the Looking-Glass Land, from Narnia, and from Middle Earth. If with part of ourselves we are men and women of the world and share the sad unbeliefs of the world, with a deeper part still, the part where our best dreams come from, it is as if we were indeed born yesterday, or almost yesterday, because we are also all of us children still.

Who can say when or how it will be that something easters up out of the dimness to remind us of a time before we were born and after we will die?

I hold my plush monkey over the bannister and let it drop. Its eyes light up when you squeeze its kidneys as whose eyes, I suppose, would not.

Sitting there in the Alabama winter with my mouth full of cold turnip and mud, I could see at least for a moment how if you ever took truly to heart the ultimate goodness and joy of things, even at their bleakest, the need to praise someone or something for it would be so great that you might even have to go out and speak of it to the birds of the air.

Curiosity is the one thing invincible in Nature.

Surely, of all the wonders of the world, the horizon is the greatest.

The struggle of maturity is to recover the seriousness of a child at play.

What strange, perplexing, questionable questions!

24. O sancta simplicitas! In what strange simplification and falsification man lives! One can never cease wondering when once one has got eyes for beholding this marvel! How we have made everything around us clear and free and easy and simple!

Whoever'd think, Mr. Wong, they could put nine hours and maybe ten of good, good darkness into such a tiny time-capsule, a gelatin spaceship bound for the stars.

Because God is full of life, I imagine each morning Almighty God says to the sun, Do it again; and every evening to the moon and the stars, Do it again; and every springtime to the daisies, Do it again; and every time a child is born into the world asking for curtain call, that the heart of the God might once more ring out in the heart of the babe.

Man is incurably curious.

Magic, the real kind, was born in innocent, open hearts, who sought it everywhere. And found it.

I wonder how Admat can be everywhere. Is he in my sandal? Or is he my sandal itself? Why would a god bother to be a sandal? Does he wear shoes or sandals himself, invisible ones?