Quotes About Wonder

The world is magic. Science is but an insipid style of sorcery.

When I was a child I remember days that stretched into infinity with the certainty of other infinite days; certain, unhurried and brimmingly full.

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.

Beauty surrounds us.

Fish say, they have their stream and pond;But is there anything beyond?

Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?

It seems to me that part of the true function of a mystery is precisely that it remains unsolved. The world would be far too neat a place if the things that puzzled us were always, eventually, explained. We need unanswered questions at the edges of our lives. In fact, I'd go further. It's important not to think we can understand everything. Not to understand. The humility that can come from that. The wonder.

I have come to believe that the best kind of walk, or journey, is the one in which you have no particular destination when you set out.

The adventure is not in arriving, it's in the on-the-way experience. It is not in the expected; it's in the surprise. You

Is this what it feels to be God?

When the moon is up, the night has its magic.

The Hare in the Moon

Great Stories for Children

Pari Tibba.' I was charmed by the name—Fairy Hill.

Adventure is when a child crawls across the floor, grabs the leg of a chair, and stands up for the first time.

they will take you back to a time when life was not so full of care and there was time to stand and stare. But not for too long, or the train would leave without you!

Sometimes I think small children are the only sacred things left on this earth. Children and flowers.

Romance lurks in the most unlikely places.

The sea has had Conrad and Stevenson and Masefield, but the mountains continue to defy the written word. We have climbed their highest peaks and crossed their most difficult passes, but still they keep their secrets and their reserve; they remain remote, mysterious, spirit-haunted.

Almost always, it's the unexpected that delights us, that takes us by the throat and gives us a good shaking, leaving us gaping in wonder.

Must everything have a purpose? Must a star have a purpose? Must a pretty sparkler have a purpose other than to emit light? Must a beautiful stone have a purpose?

In a thousand ages of the gods I could not tell thee of the glories of Himachal.

Adventure is when a child crawls across the floor, grabs the leg of a chair, and stands up for the first time.  

for everytime I see the sky I'm aware of belonging to the universe than to just one corner of the earth.