Quotes About Wonder

Oh, all of us dream That we are flying the skies With our eyes open

You can't be selfish. But we men-it's a wonder we forget ourselves long enough to buy a birthday card. As for love... we can love, but we're always forgetting.

Just don't lose the magic.

Look the stars are out. Don't you wish you could reach out and pick them like flowers?" "I hadn't thought of it." "Life. That's the way life is to me, Howard. You keep picking things until you get the one thing that really matters. Tell me about your great love.

To create anything… is to believe, if only momentarily, you are capable of magic.

The moon and the stars are soothing constants in an idler's life.

Their contemplation seems to reconnect us with a childlike sense of wonder at the mysteries of the universe. They are literally other-worldly, and so remove us from the world and its cares; they lift us off the ground.

The stars are a tantalizing mystery. And the great thing is that the stars are free, in that they cost nothing to watch, and can be seen from anywhere by anyone.

She was about to laugh at the selfishness of her reaction, but she was distracted by the cool evening air when she stepped outside, the dusky blue of the sky, and the freshly paved street in front of her, its blackness bisected by a bright yellow line, a world so inexplicably beautiful that she forgot what she was thinking about and just stood still for a moment, breathing it all in.

When we accept small wonders, we qualify ourselves to imagine great wonders.

There are smiles that actually travel along telephone wires, although no engineer at Bell Laboratories could explain how it works.

It was quite likely the best advice I've ever received. I can't help but wonder what my life would have been like if I'd actually followed it.

What was it like in there? Inside a daisy?" My answer: "Like a cathedral made of mathematics and honey.

Amanda became pregnant during a fierce thunderstorm. "Was it the lightning or the lover?" she was sometimes heard to muse. When her son was born with electrical eyes, people no longer thought her foolish.

Was he becoming paranoid? No. At least not when compared to Skeeter Washington, who, admiring the stars one evening on the deck of Poe's boat, was heard to say, If the universe be expanding, they gotta be something chasing it.

On where imagination comes from: "I think it comes from fairies … certain children are visited by a fairy in their cradle, and are tapped on their forehead with a small but luminous wand. After that, even all the forces in our culture, and there are many, are unable to totally subdue it.

Joseph Campbell was so conversant with the world of wonders that he awakened the potential for wonder in everyone he touched. He unbuttoned the secret earth for us and let the inexhaustible inspiration of Being stream through.

that aspect of being that once was attuned to wonder.

One shouldnt ask oneself how a person flies or why, but simply start flying.

Sunk in the grass of an empty lot on a spring Saturday, I split the stems of milkweed and thought about ants and peach pits and death and where the world went when I closed my eyes.

No gasp at a miracle that is truly miraculous because the magic lies in the fact that you knew it was there for you all along.

I've traveled. All over. I've never seen anything like you. How could anything be put together like you? Do you know how beautiful you are? Have you looked at yourself?' 'I'm looking now.

It never looked as terrible as it was and it made her wonder if hell was a pretty place too.

None of them knew the downright pleasure of enchantment, of not suspecting but knowing the things behind things.