Quotes About Wonder

In his recent book Unexplainable, he said, "[God] wants to do the inconceivable, the uncommon, the unexpected, the remarkable, the incomprehensible, so that He—God—is the only explanation for what occurs in our lives."3

The happy Union of these States is a wonder their Constitution a miracle their example the hope of Liberty throughout the world.

image. It seemed as if they were walking near

But it was true. I was constantly surprised how the storied names of biblical locales popped up in the most familiar of circumstances: on a simple map, on a graffitied street sign, or in everyday conversations. "The traffic to Bethlehem was terrible last night!" said a Jesuit over dinner one night. Which still didn't beat "Gehenna is lovely.

We see nature as genius when we see as genius.

We can love only what cannot be fully recognized, what cannot yield its mysteries to thought

a little run in the sheer black of the universe

His own cabinat of cuoriositie

Museum of Jurassic Technology.

De Melkweg,' fluisterde hij in zichzelf... Marika stond naast hem en keek ook omhoog. Ze hief een arm op en volgde het helder oplichtende spoor. 'Sak be,' zei ze in de taal van de Maya's.

No one regards what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars. —IPHIGENIA, A TRAGEDY BY QUINTUS ENNIUS (239–169 B.C.)

Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." —Arthur C. Clarke, 1962, from his essay "Hazards of Prophecy: The Failure of Imagination

Oh... It's a thing.

That's the beauty of the universe. There's always a new mystery.

Look now. It will never be more fascinating.

and among the many, many things I've had time to think about (such as what's worth living for? what's worth dying for? what's completely foolish to pursue?) I've been thinking a lot about what Hobie said: about those images that strike the heart and set it blooming like a flower, images that open up some much, much larger beauty that you can spend your whole life looking for and never find.

Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it. - The Secret History

Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it

something about the place inspired a magnificent laziness I hadn't known since childhood.

Ever since I'd started riding the train by myself I'd loved to go there alone and roam around until I got lost, wandering deeper and deeper in the maze of galleries until sometimes I found myself in forgotten halls of armor and porcelain that I'd never seen before (and, occasionally, was unable to find again).

E le notti, più grandi di quanto sia immaginabile: nere, immense, spazzate dal vento; caotiche e pazze di stelle.

And what is beauty?" "Terror.

a rainbow edge where beauty comes into being

Although, I do have to say, it was difficult to imagine him