Quotes About Wonder

We've forgotten how to humbly interact with a story on its own terms; we've lost the ability to wonder, especially when it comes to stories of human encounters with divine power. So have our young people. As a church, how do we restore that sense of wonder? By restoring our sense of the Bible as story, both for us and for the youth we serve; and by surrendering to the work of the Holy Spirit in and through this text that is mysteriously more than text.

Tell me a story," says the poem by Robert Penn Warren. "In this century, and moment, of mania . . . Tell me a story of deep delight.

Did he really just poop a rainbow? Seriously, did that just happen? Because I saw it happen.

She stared in awe at the musicians and wished she knew how to make such beauty. It must be so tremendous to create something out of nothing. Out of sound. Out of air. Out of movement and -

Always take time to smell the flowers, and let it fill you with beauty, and rediscover that sense of wonder.

Miracles happen all the time. We're here, aren't we?

Reality lies far beyond space and time, and I need to know why.

time never stops, but does it end? and how many livesbefore take-off, before we find ourselves beyond ourselves, all glam-glow, all twinkle and gold?

Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none; / Look up a second time, and, one by one, / You mark them twinkling out with silvery light, / And wonder how they could elude the sight!

I get cranky real easily. So the honor of it and the wonder of it all and everything has a hard time overcoming the petty annoyances; I mean, that's simply the reality of being alive, I guess.

She came over and looked at the picture. Then she took my hand. You know what that feels like? Like what the astronauts will feel when they step onto the moon for the very first time.

I'm glad He had the never while staring into space, to give this universe a time and place.

I loved being a child. If I do have a talent, it's not so much being an artist, but it's being able to remember back to that time.

Fantasy, if it's really convincing, can't become dated, for the simple reason that it represents a flight into a dimension that lies beyond the reach of time.

My intellectual development was retarded, as a result of which I began to wonder about space and time only when I had already grown up.

They too wonder about the nature of existence, where they've come from and where they're going to and how much time they have.

When a new baby laughs for the first time a new fairy is born, and as there are always new babies there are always new fairies.

One can get just as much exultation in losing oneself in a little thing as in a big thing. It is nice to think how one can be recklessly lost in a daisy.

It was, you know, probably 80 degrees out in L.A., and my dad took me outside and there was snow. At the time, I thought, 'Every kid doesn't have snow in their backyard on Christmas?'

God is raising up His heroes and the time will come when they will appear and the world will wonder where they came from.

The moon puts on an elegant show, different every time in shape, colour and nuance.

Every time I step onto an airplane, I turn to the right and take a good, hard stare into the maw of the engine. I don't know what I'm looking for. I just do it.

I want to point the way to something that should forever lure them, when the TV set is broken and the movie is over and the school bell has rung for the last time.

In all known time there has never been a greater monster or miracle than the human being.