Quotes About Wonder

y uno está tan triste, Horacio, porque todo es hermoso...

Cada vez que alguien se escandalizaba de sus preguntas, una sensación violeta, una masa violeta envolviéndola por un momento.

Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are.

the object of learning was not to build a better mousetrap but to ask a better question.

Magical things happen every day, if we allow it. Think of daylight, of the stars at night, a flower. A dandelion is a miracle. PAMELA TRAVERS (1899–1996)

If this was another kind of story, I'd tell you about the sea

So this is what everybody's always talking about! Diablo! If only I'd known. The beauty! The beauty!

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The beauty! The beauty!

The lights were coming on and I was looking over this panoramic view, thinking, 'My God, this is the most beautiful city I've ever seen,' and I've traveled all over the world.

The sky was so thick with stars it was as if he could reach out and brush them with his hand.

It was true, what they said about the stars. The more you looked, the more you saw.

the passage of time itself a kind of marvel

He felt not surprise or even regret but, rather, a deep and sudden gratitude and, with it, a force of clarity, filling him like a breath of winter air. He wondered what this feeling was and then he knew. He was giving her up.

This ravishing world. This achingly bittersweet, ravishing world.

Sometimes, Stukeley wondered if the captain, in spite of his considerable powers, was blessed with the memory of a goldfish.

It was strange watching somebody sleep. It felt intrusive, as if you had caught them at their most defenseless. And as you watched them, motionless, you couldn't help but wonder -if only for a moment- whether they had died, and watch furiously for signs of life

Getting lost is just another way of saying 'going exploring'.

We didn't have to go all the way to China to see beauty. Or to have an adventure. They were both right here, literally in our backyard.

I didn't know that the world could be so mind-blowingly beautiful.

True beauty] seeps into you. It doesn't make you forget yourself, but totally the opposite. It connects you with everything and fills you with awe that you share the same space with something that glorious. Like a sunrise or a clear blue day or the most extraordinary piece of glass. And then suddenly...you have this epiphany that there's more to the world than just you and what you want or even who you are.

Feeling not disgusted by corruption and evil, Nor eager grasping after desire and gain, Sacrificing not wisdom for the company of fools, Nor abandoning wonder to preserve the truth, Reaching the great Dao without excessiveness, Attaining the Buddha heart without vindictiveness, Keeping not to the path of mere normal holiness, Transcendent of its own creation.

How can anyone doubt the existence of God when evidence of His sense of humour surrounds us on all sides?

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding... And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy