Quotes About Wonder

It's like asking what is south of the South Pole

The cosmic perspective opens our minds to extraordinary ideas but does not leave them so open that our brain spill out, making us susceptible to believing anything we're told.

When I look up at the night sky, and I know that, yes, we are part of this Universe, we are in this Universe, but perhaps more important than both of those facts is that the Universe is in us. When I reflect on that fact, I look up—many people feel small, 'cause they're small and the Universe is big, but I feel big because my atoms came from those stars.

At one time or another every one of us has looked up at the night sky and wondered: What does it all mean? How does it all work? And, what is my place in the universe?

Last I had kept count, there were fifty-six moons among the planets in the solar system. Then I woke up one morning to learn that another dozen had been discovered around Saturn. After that incident, I decided to no longer keep track. All I care about now is whether any of them would be fun places to visit or to study

For generations, Americans have expected something new and better in their lives with every passing day—something that will make life a little more fun to live and a little more enlightening to behold. Exploration accomplishes this naturally. All we need to do is wake up to this fact.

The cosmic perspective is humble.

the universe is under no obligation to make sense to us.

If the universe is anything, it should be fun.

The cosmic perspective opens our minds to extraordinary ideas but does not leave them so open that our brains spill out, making us susceptible to believing anything we're told.

We went to the moon, looking to discover it, and we looked back and we discovered Earth for the first time.

Tutti noi, a un certo punto, abbiamo alzato gli occhi al cielo di notte e ci siamo chiesti: che significa tutto questo? Come funziona? E qual è il mio posto nell'Universo

Neil deGrasse Tyson

Every time you turn a bigger telescope to the night sky, we end up smaller than we had previously imagined…It is an ego-dismantling device

?wiat nie ma obowi?zku by? dla ciebie zrozumia?ym.

The Rape of the Sabines," by Da Bologna, which is one of the few classical paintings I can name. Sometimes I wonder about myself.

If I were a scientist looking at this stuff, I might wonder about God—not about His existence, but His intent.

It's ever so kind of you to take the trouble," she said. She turned to her father. "Dad, this gentleman's mended my iron, and it works beautifully." She used her normal language without thinking anything about it, but each Negro within hearing caught the word "gentleman" and stiffened for a moment in wonder. They certainly were in a foreign country, a long ways from home.

I held her close to me with my eyes closed, wonering if anything in my life had ever been this perfect and knowing at the same time that it hadn't. I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.

He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he'd been lucky enough to find her.

All of sudden, this shooting star went by, and all I could think was that they were listening to us somehow.

Staring at the stars was like staring backward in time, since some stars are so far away that their light takes millions of years just to reach us. That we see stars not as they look now, but as they were when dinosaurs roamed the earth. The whole concept just struck me as…amazing somehow.

Everything a baby does strikes a parent as the most magical thing he/she has ever seen.

Some things were beyond understanding.