Quotes About Wonder

The roads by which men arrive at their insights into celestial matters seem to me almost as worthy of wonder as those matters in themselves.

My professional life has been a constant record of disillusion, and many things that seem wonderful to most men are the every-day commonplaces of my business.

None know how often the hand of God is seen in a wilderness but them that rove it for a man's life.

The greatest joy of a thinking man is to have searched the explored and to quietly revere the unexplored.

Between the worlds of men and make believe I can be found.

It was through the feeling of wonder that men now and at first began to philosophize.

Thus, a godly man wonders at his cross that it is not more, a wicked man wonders his cross is so much.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

Man is a creature who walks in two worlds and traces upon the walls of his cave the wonders and the nightmare experiences of his spiritual pilgrimage.

Man is such a wondrous being that it is never possible to count up all his merits at once. The more you study him, the more new particulars appear, and their description would be endless.

A man's interest in a single bluebird is worth more than a complete but dry list of the fauna and flora of a town.

Long as I remember, rain been comin' down; Clouds of mystery fallin', confusion on the ground; Good men through the ages, trying to find the sun; And I wonder, still I wonder: Who will stop the rain?

Any pilot can describe the mechanics of flying. What it can do for the spirit of man is beyond description.

One day the stars will be as familiar to each man as the landmarks, the curves, and the hills on the road that leads to his door, and one day that will be an airborne life.

A poet sees things in two ways: First, as a child who never saw it before, and Second, as a dying man who will never see it again.

Who can sleep on the night that God became man?

I remain a simple man who has more questions than answers. Please join me as I seek to turn that tide.

There are some places so beautiful they can make a grown man break down and weep.

Men cannot live without mystery. He has a great need of it.

But to find, all at once, right before your eyes, that the impossible had been mysteriously achieved by man himself: this staggers the mind!

Now this was like trying to comprehend all the activity of an anthill, and read all the words in a book, and feel all the splendor of a cathedral, in one glance. Jack's mind was not equal to the demands that Cairo placed on it, and so for a long while he fixed his attention on small and near matters, as if he were a boy peering through a hollow reed.

Most of their children had reached the age when they were no longer naturally endearing to anyone save their own parents; the size when their energy was more a menace than a wonder; and the level of intelligence when what would have been called innocence in a smaller child was infuriating rudeness. A honeybee cruising for nectar is pretty despite its implicit threat, but the same behavior in a hornet three times larger makes one glance about for some handy swatting material.

Downtown is before them, as high and bright as the aurora borealis rising from the black water of the Bering Sea.

What do you think Orolo saw, when he looked out thus?" Fraa Jad asked. "He was a great appreciator of beauty and loved to look at the mountains from the starhenge," I said. "You think he saw beauty? That is a safe answer, since it is beautiful. But what was he thinking about? What connections did the beauty enable him to perceive?" "I couldn't possibly answer that." "Don't answer it. Ask it.