Quotes About Wonder

There is so much beautiful in the world if you look around. You are looking only at the dirt under your feet, Jimmy. It's not good for you.

It's a lifelong failing: she has never been prepared. But how can you have a sense of wonder if you're prepared for everything? Prepared for the sunset. Prepared for the moonrise. Prepared for the ice storm. What a flat existence that would be.

That kind of love comes and goes and is hard to remember afterwards, like pain. You would look at the man one day and you would think, I loved you, and the tense would be past, and you would be filled with a sense of wonder, because it was such an amazing and precarious and dumb thing to have done;

By now you must have guessed: I come from another planet. But I will never say to you, "Take me to your leaders." ... Instead I will say, "Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers; take me to your deaths." These are worth it. These are what I have come for.

Mushrooms were the roses in the garden of that unseen world, because

you appear without prelude midway between my eyes and the nearest trees, your colours bright, your outline flattened suspended in the air with no more reason for occurring exactly here than this billboard, this highway or that cloud.

Calling a piece of short fiction a "tale" removes it at least slightly from the realm of mundane works and days, as it evokes the world of the folk tale, the wonder tale, and the long-ago teller of tales.

After the wolvogs have gone he lies on his back on the platform, gazing up at the stars through the gently moving leaves. They seem close, the stars, but they're far away. Their light is millions, billions of years out of date. Messages with no sender.

Is it disapproval or extreme lust? Toby wonders. With some men it's hard to tell the difference.

But now here they are, right in front of me. It's like seeing unicorns. I want to hear them purr.

And it's late at night: a cloudless night, as I observed while walking here. The full moon is out, casting her equivocal corpse-glow over all.

He showed me a little thing, the quantity of a hazel nut, lying in the palm of my hand … as round as any ball. I looked at it and thought, What may this be, and I was answered generally thus: It is all that is made. I marvelled how it might last. For I thought it might fall suddenly to nothing, for little cause; and I was answered in my understanding: It lasts and ever shall, for God loves it. And so has everything its being, through the love of God.

What I miss is what she'd say. What she would have said.

Schadenfreude, delighting in the misfortune of others. I often wonder why there is no equivalent term in English. There should be, considering it's a great American pastime.

To wonder is to begin to know

So you'll have to wait for approval from your grandchildren." "I wonder what our grandchildren will be like!" "Are you suggesting by that 'our' that you and I will have mutual grandchildren? Fie, Mrs. Kennedy!

What is childhood without stories? And how will children fall in love with stories without bookstores? You can't get that from a computer.

The profound aspect of technology is that once secrets are revealed, the magic doesn't disappear.

Applied Science is a conjuror, whose bottomless hat yields impartially the softest of Angora rabbits and the most petrifying of Medusas.

The most important thing is insight, that is to be - curious - to wonder, to mull, and to muse why it is that man does what he does.

Real breakthroughs are not found because you want to develop some new technology, but because you are curious and want to find out how the world is.

Magic--that's just a label, you know. Completely meaningless. It wasn't so very long ago that people were saying that electricity was magic.

Any technology distinguishable from magic is insufficiently advanced.

Any technology that does not appear magical is insufficiently advanced.