Quotes About Wonder

I am all astonishment.

Elizabeth had never been more at a loss to make her feelings appear what they were not. It was necessary to laugh, when she would rather have cried. Her father had most cruelly mortified her, by what he said of Mr. Darcy's indifference, and she could do nothing but wonder at such a want of penetration, or fear that perhaps, instead of his seeing too little, she might have fancied too much.

and the more I saw, the more I found to admire.

I know you do; and it is that which makes the wonder. With your good sense, to be so honestly blind to the follies and nonsense of others! Affectation of candour is common enough—one meets with it everywhere. But to be candid without ostentation or design—to take the good of everybody's character and make it still better, and say nothing of the bad—belongs to you alone. And so you like this man's sisters, too, do you? Their manners are not equal to his.

One cannot fix one's eyes on the commonest natural production without finding food for a rambling fancy.

It is a lovely night, and they are much to be pitied who have not been taught to feel in some degree as you do-who have not at least been given a taste for nature in early life. They lose a great deal.

I do so wonder, Miss Woodhouse, that you should not be married, or going to be married! so charming as you are!

She was unfailingly delighted by the surprise of each new day.

I don't have any idea of who or what God is. But I do believe in some great spiritual power. I feel it particularly when I'm out in nature. It's just something that's bigger and stronger than what I am or what anybody is. I feel it. And it's enough for me.

I went to an empty henhouse [when I was four and a half], hid in the straw at the back, and waited, and the family had no idea where I was... My mother sees this excited little girl rushing toward the house all covered in straw. Instead of getting mad at me, which would've killed the excitement, she saw my shining eyes and sat down to hear this wonderful story of how a hen lays an egg.

The naturalist," Jane said, "looks for the wonder of nature—she listens to the voice of nature and learns from nature as she tries to understand it. Whereas a scientist is more focused on facts and the desire to quantify. For a scientist, the question is, 'Why is this adaptive? How does it contribute to the survival of the species?

And so began one of the most exciting periods of my life, the time of discovery.

I am feeling wonder and awe about this incredible world we live in. And the truth is, we're destroying it before we've even finished learning about it.

I am feeling wonder and awe about this incredible world we live in. And the truth is, we're destroying it before we've even finished learning about it. We think we are smarter than nature, but we are not. Our human intellect is amazing, but we must be humble and recognize that there is an even greater intelligence in nature.

And give thanks that we live in such a wonderful, magical, and endlessly fascinating kingdom. The kingdom of the plants.

And there are times when I lie on my back in some quiet place and look up and up and up into the heavens as the stars gradually emerge from the fading of day's light. And I see myself, a tiny speck of consciousness in the enormity of the universe.

I love when I'm outside, feeling the sun on my skin. The grass, and the cats on the porch, and myself, all thirsting after the warmth, and finding it, make me know that there's something mighty about our planet and the whole works out there in the universe.

She noticed the sun going down, and for once she looked at the sky. She stopped and mentioned to herself how blue it was, how if you could reach up and taste the color of dusk you might turn into something shimmering and silver; you might be transformed into the moon itself.

This isn't sand at all." "No," Ann said, kneeling beside her. "They're tiny shells." White snail shells, no bigger than the head of a pin, caught along the lines of Evelyn's palm. She studied them with uncertain wonder, then looked up at the beach itself, white with billions of dwarf deaths, free fossil washed, yes, gently, into petrified rhythms along the shore. "Isn't it beautiful?" Ann asked.

At the moment you are most in awe of all there is about life that you do not understand, you are closer to understanding it all than at any other time.

Welcome to Neverland," Peter said, as if this were supposed to be a big surprise. Darla took her hand away from his. "It's smaller than I thought it would be," she said. This time she looked right at him.

Read to me riddles and read to me rhymes Read to me stories of magical times Read to me tales about castles and kings Read to me stories of fabulous things Read to me pirates and read to me knights Read to me dragons and dragon-book fights Read to me spaceships and cowboys and then When you are finished– please read them again.

When I was six years old I sprinkled sugar on my head, convinced myself it was pixie dust, wished myself invisible, and walked into the boys' bathroom at school.

Mystery creates wonder, and wonder is the basis of man's desire to understand.