Quotes About Wonder

I am home, she thought, and stopped in wonder at the thought. I am home, I am home, she thought; now to climb.

I hated them anyway, and wondered why it had been worth while creating them in the first place.

I am caught in a kind of wonder, I am still with joy.

Outside were the eucalyptus trees, like lace against the sky. If it were only possible to lie against them, light and bodiless, sink into their softness, deeper and deeper, lost in them, buried, never come back again....

Looking up as she did immediately, she saw immeasurable space, traveling past the locked hands of the trees, past the large nodding implacable heads, up and into the silence of the sky, where the stars remained, indifferent.

God God," Eleanor said, flinging herself out of bed and across the room to stand shuddering in a corner, "God God—whose hand was I holding?

You know," Theodora said slowly, "up until the last minute—when I got to the gates, I guess—I never really thought there would be a Hill House. You don't go around expecting things like this to happen." "But some of us go around hoping," Eleanor said.

The world is its own magic.

On the East Coast, sunrise will steal the breath right out of your body.

Her drawing conveyed a forlorn and haunting suspense, as if asking the viewer to wonder whether these creatures would still be alive when the tide came back.

Sometimes, on particularly good takes, I'm so moved that I stop "doing" the scene and just watch in awe at the miracle of good acting. As I said earlier, that's life up there. When it flows like that, that's when I say "Print.

there is magic, but you have to be the magician. you have to make the magic happen.

To be astonished is one of the surest ways of not growing old too quickly.

Lo maravilloso del mundo reposa precisamente en esta multiplicidad de las posibilidades: lástima que sea un terreno tan poco sólido para conocernos a nosotros mismos.

Once, when we were walking together on a campus outside the city, a chipmunk zipped across our path and dove into a hole at the base of an oak tree. "Oh, look at that," she said. "Just like Walt Disney.

But there lingers over all the fog of the unreal. At times it's as if I truly am in a fairy tale.

At times it occurs to all of us that it is downright trivial for 2 and 2 to make 4…After all, we have all experienced at least a passing feeling, a longing for a far distant dreamland where 2 and 2 make whatever we wish them to make.

There is so much writ upon the parchment of leaves, So much of beauty blown upon the winds, I can but fold my hands and sink my knees In the leaf pages. —James Still

She felt as if she had spent her childhood here, running, lying back, pulling out the stamens of honeysuckle to drink their juice.

none of us can know the mind of God. He's too big for that.

They would catch the lightning bugs that came up out of the laurels lining the creek and then put them into mason jars or wear them as glow rings on their fingers.

There was some comfort in knowing that, although the world was being torn in two, there were still remarkable things that went on being, that refused to lose their shine. Some days it was only the wonder that kept us going.

I have argued that philosophy doesn't begin in wonder or in the fact that things are, it begins in a realization that things are not what they might be. It begins with a sense of a lack, of something missing, and that provokes a series of questions.

El otro, como otro, reviste fácilmente ese carácter maravilloso e inaccesible, pero él a solas consigo, experimenta para sí ese vacío que está en su corazón.