Quotes About Wonder

Above her the moon was coin-round, sharp and perfect. Beneath her the boat rocked so gently that she could hardly feel it's motion. Looking up at the sky, she felt as if she were floating in space, completely untethered. She could not believe that anything was impossible.

inquisitive chirp, a self that curled up at the edges.

It is not that the child lives in a world of imagination, but that the child within us survives and starts into life only at rare moments of recollection, which makes us believe, and it is not true, that, as children, we were imaginative?

Ti ride negli occhi la stranezza di un cielo che non è il tuo.

Della mia infanzia non mi restava altro che l'estate. Le vie strette che sbucavano nei campi da ogni parte, di giorno e di sera, erano i cancelli della vita e del mondo. Gran meraviglia se un'automobile strombettante, giunta da chissà dove, traversasse il paese, sulla strada maestra e dileguasse chi sa dove verso nuove città, verso il mare, sconvolgendo ragazzi e polvere

Qué curioso! Turín es más grande de noche que de día.

The surest, and the quickest, way for us to arouse the sense of wonder is to stare, unafraid, at a single object. Suddenly—miraculously—it will look like something we have never seen before.

You, instinctively, as a girl, have very, uh, strange, supernatural, magical powers that we don't understand.

Howard adores Sam's looks. He loves the strong cut of jaw made satin with thickening peach fuzz, loses himself in the green eyes. Howard stares at them like a lover, but always obliquely. (Sometimes we watch our son from a distance. "I wonder what he's thinking," Howard will say.)

Behold a fire from the opposite shore.

May you see the world with wonder. And may you imagine only good things.

The ninth gift is Reverence. May you appreciate the wonder that you are and the miracle of all creation.

Wheter outwardly or inwardly, wheter in space or time, the farther we penetrate the unknown, the vaster and more marvelous it becomes.

What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.

Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.

Savor the imminent weirdness of the day.

He took a deep drag and looked up into the cold night sky and saw a sea of stars above him. He knew nothing about constellations or astronomy, but he enjoyed the beautiful sight. In Paris, he had never even noticed the night sky, but out in the country it was immense, almost drawing you up into the heavens. One couldn't help but be awed by the sight. As he smoked, he continued to stare at the sky, marveling at the vast number and configurations of stars.

When I tell people about the blooms, about how they open around nine and close before sunrise and do this just for one night, they always ask, Is that all? Yes. That's all.

Fear and wonder rendered him powerless. An occurrence like this, in a place assigned to devotion, was adapted to intimidate the stoutest heart.

Life is a beautiful magnificent thing, even to a jellyfish.

We wake out of our dreams and wonder where the blood on our hands came from. Knowledge happens just about as often as shit, while innocence is probably returned to by taking yet another bite of the apple, not by pretending there never was a Fall in the first place.

There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one; and that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being, evolved.

Fireflies are free, so beautiful. (Les lucioles sont libres, donc belles.)"

Le smile of a child expands the universe. (D'un enfant le sourire agrandit l'univers)