Quotes About Wonder

Those who travel desert places do indeed meet with creatures surpassing all description.

They passed, leaving a trail of foxfire shuffled up out of the wet leaves like stars plowed in a ship's wake.

In the nights in their thousands to dream the dreams of a child's imaginings, worlds rich or fearful such as might offer themselves but never the one to be.

After a while he pulled his hat down over his eyes and stood and placed his hands outstretched on the roof of the cab and rode in that manner. As if he were some personage bearing news for the countryside. As if he were some newfound evangelical being conveyed down out of the mountains....

When he rose and turned to go back the tarp was lit from within where the boy had wakened. Sited there in the darkness the frail blue shape of it looked like the pitch of some last venture at the edge of the world. Something all but unaccountable. And so it was.

How come this and how come that? I dont know. How come sheep dont shrink in the rain? We're working without a net here.

The ragged sparks blew down the wind. The prairie about them lay silent. Beyond the fire it was cold and the night was clear and the stars were falling. The old hunter pulled his blanket about him. I wonder if there's other worlds like this, he said. Or if this is the only one.

Wow, said Bianca.

NERO- Menomale che dici così, professore. Perché non ci trovo niente da ridere manco io. E' solo che ogni minuto che passa mi meraviglio di più. Ma possibile che non ti vedi, zuccherino? Sei trasparente come il vetro. Vedo le rotelline che ti girano dentro la testa. Gli ingranaggi. E vedo anche la luce. Una luce buona. Una luce vera. Tu non la vedi?

È interessante sapere come funziona il mondo. [...] La gente mi chiede «Perche ti interessa la fisica?». Ma perche non dovrebbe? Per me, la cosa più curiosa di tutte è la mancanza di curiosità. Proprio non la capisco.

Where do we go when we die? he said. I dont know, the man said. Where are we now?

Christ in a crinoline!

He sat a long time and he thought about his life and how little of it he could ever have foreseen and he wondered for all his will and all his intent how much of it was his own doing.

Everyone is born with the faculty to see the miraculous. You have to choose not to.

She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?

She had found him and was bringing back his thanks. Nor did she forget to mention that he had assured her that she was indeed the most beautiful fairy he had ever set eyes on.

I think we should sometimes read stories where everything's different from our world, don't you agree? There's nothing's like it for teaching us to wonder why trees are green and not red, and why we have five fingers rather than six.' --spoken by The Bluejay, aka Mo the Bookbinder, from 'Inkdeath

Yes, I do enjoy walking at night. The world's more to my liking then, not so loud, not so fast, not so crowded, and a good deal more mysterious.

Although we may wish for it, true magic is a scary thing.

I know you all think I'm a magician, but I'm not. The magic comes out of the books themselves, and I have no more idea than you or any of your men how it works.

Nulla è eterno, Balbulus. E che cosa c'è di meglio, per le parole, che essere cantate in giro? Sì, certo, ogni volta mutano, hanno una melodia diversa. Ma non è questo il bello?

I think we should sometimes read stories where everything's different from our world, don't you agree? There's nothing's like it for teaching us to wonder why trees are green and not red, and why we have five fingers rather than six." Of

He bent down and lifted Sophie from his pocket… . She was still in her nightie and her feet were bare. She shivered and stared around her at the swirling mists and ghostly vapors. "Where are we?" she asked. "We is in Dream Country," the BFG said. "This is where all dreams is beginning." Roald Dahl, The BFG

Denkst du nicht auch, dass man von Zeit zu Zeit Geschichten lesen sollte, in denen alles etwas anders ist als in unserer Welt? Nichts lehrt einen besser zu fragen, warum die Bäume grün und nicht rot sind und warum man nur fünf und nicht sechs Finger hat.