Quotes About Wonder

Cincinnatus, after passing many other doors, stumbled, hopped, and found himself in a small courtyard, filled with various parts of the dismantled moon.

o bien ocurría algo en que las gentes que caminan por la ciudad nunca se fijan: una estrella, más rápida que el pensamiento y más silenciosa que una lágrima, caía del firmamento

We are absurdly accustomed to the miracle of a few written signs being able to contain immortal imagery, involutions of thought, new worlds with live people, speaking, weeping , laughing... I wish you to gasp not only at what you read but at the miracle of its being readable.

To wonder at trifles – no matter the imminent peril – these asides of the spirit, these footnotes in the volume of life are the highest form of consciousness, and it is in this childishly speculative state of mind, so different from common sense and its logic, that we know the world to be good.

Nuestra imaginación vuela, nosotros somos su sombra en la tierra.

El espacio es un enjambre en los ojos; y el tiempo un zumbido en los oídos. En esta colmena estoy encerrado. Sin embargo, si antes de vivir hubiésemos sido capaces de imaginar la vida, ¡qué loca, imposible, indeciblemente extraña, maravillosa absurdidad nos hubiera parecido!» Pálido fuego. Canto tercero. Línea 220

Now, In June, When the night is a vast softness Filled with blue stars, And broken shafts of moon-glimmer Fall upon the earth, Am I too old to see the fairies dance? I cannot find them any more.

Gather out of star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And splinters of hail, One handful of dream-dust, Not for sale.

From wonder into wonder existence opens.

Holy Moses on a pogo stick!!

Babies are bits of stardust, blown from the hand of God. Lucky the woman who knows the pangs of birth, for she has held a star.

Do you think they'll find a cure before I. . . How strange that sounds when you say it out loud for the first time.

Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all thirty feet tall.

There are three types of baseball players: those who make it happen, those who watch it happen, and those who wonder what happens.

When we see an old tree dying Slowly in the solemn wood, To decay the proud strength yielding That a century has stood, We look on, and sadly wonder At the mighty wreck of time, As its potent finger traces Sure destruction, line by line.

My books promised me that life wasn't just made up of workday tasks and prosaic things. The world is bigger and more colorful and more important than that.

But I think the most important thing those books gave me was a kind of faith. My books promised me that life wasn't just made up of workaday tasks and prosaic things. The world is bigger and more colorful and more important than that.

I knew that reading that book would take me into another world — the real world, not the ordinary world of washing the dishes and mopping the floor. It would be like what Keats said about gazing through a magic casement into faery lands forlorn.

Magic wasn't meant to be captured. You just had to live in the moment.

one must always know when to yield magic into the hands of the children who wanted to eat it up.

You know why we'll never give up cars—because riding in cars at night is so beautiful, it's telling stories in a cave with the darkness kept out, the dash lights for the embers of the fire.

Me siento grande, poderoso y libre. Siento que es maravilloso poder volar, y siento que sería capaz de llegar hasta el arco iris y traértelo hasta tu ventana.

Sempre hi ha alguna cosa bonica i fascinant en l'horror més pur.

A river seems a magic thing. A magic, moving, living part of the very earth itself.