Quotes About Wonder

One of the virtues of being very young is that you don't let the facts get in the way of your imagination.

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Not only will it never end, it will never diminish in its capacity to enthrall and fascinate and impart joy. It

Gazing at the grandeur of heavenly glory transforms our value system. In

You're a magician or some kind of weird, witchy woman. I don't know how you do it. You never lose," he said one night, exasperated after I pummeled him game after game. "You're like Wonder Woman or some backgammon superhero. Hey, I've got it—you're Backgammon Girl.

Don't forget that the ocean is full of everything except mercy.

Something in knowing is not quite as wonderful as not knowing. The

The sun comes up. Ruth fingers the trunk of a bare tree. There's a pattern, a larvae fringe some creature tracked back and forth, drunk on whatever it ate, making writing no one can read. I want to get out of here. I want life to win, for now. I want to be a mother. We keep walking, trees and trees and sometimes a small clearing. I take no breaks. Dead leaves, dead needles, dead logs, but green everywhere. I can see the sky and I can see Ruth. Every now and again, a bird.

Ben bilmek istiyorum; gerçekten de yaÅŸamak dediÄŸimiz ÅŸey ÅŸu bir avuç yerde yaÅŸlan?ncaya kadar dola??p durmaktan m? ibaret; yoksa dünyada baÅŸka ÅŸekilde yaÅŸamak da mümkün mü?

Part of show business is magic. You don't know how it happens.

What a glorious morning is this!

The secret of happiness. Those dancing kiddies have got it. I want it. I want to know what makes 'em so happy.

Wonder, connected with a principle of rational curiosity, is the source of all knowledge and discover, and it is a principle even of piety but wonder which ends in wonder, and is satisfied with wonder, is the quality of an idiot.

There are charms made only for distant admiration.

All wonder is the effect of novelty on ignorance.

Every novelty appears more wonderful as it is more remote from any thing with which experience or testimony has hitherto acquainted us; and if it passes further beyond the notions that we have been accustomed to form, it becomes at last incredible.

The world is not yet exhaused; let me see something tomorrow which I never saw before.

What I write [. . .] doesn't seem to be . . . true. I mean I can model so little of what it's about. Life is a very terrible thing, mostly, with points of wonder and beauty. Most of what makes it terrible, though, is simply that there's so much of it, blaring in through the five senses. In my loft, alone, in the middle of the night, it comes blaring in. So I work at culling enough from it to construct moments of order.

I don't know why he's doin' it. Don't expect I ever will. But it sure is something, huh?

She was...that's the whole entirety.

Out on the path, sudden, luminous, and artificial, a seven-foot dragon swayed around the corner, followed by an equally tall mantis and a griffin. Like elegant plastics, internally lit and misty, they wobbled forward. When dragon and mantis swayed into each other, they—meshed! He thought of images, slightly unfocused, on a movie screen, lapping. "Scorpions…!" Tak whispered.

Life is a very terrible thing, mostly, with points of wonder and beauty. Most of what makes it terrible, though, is simply that there's so much of it, blaring in through the five senses.

Strongly it bears us along in swelling and limitless billows,Nothing before and nothing behind but the sky and the ocean.

What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven and plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?